I've officially decided there is all together too much damn music out there in the world. The internet is seething with stuff I'm longing to check out. The problem is that there just isn't enough time, even for someone with as little going on in their life as me. I just can't take it all in and actually process music nowadays, there's so much music stockpiling in my collection I can't give it the time and attention it truly deserves....there's just too much good music out there!
Couple that with all the shit that's out there too and it can be quite daunting; I often sit up at night worrying that there must be so many absolutely killer, shit hot releases out there by obscure bands and I'll never get to hear them. The best album in the world is out there and I'll never find it....
Somewhere, somehow, someone has committed to tape (well, mp3 most likely) the ultimate Blackened Death Funk album ever and I shall never hear it. Equally, in a small bedroom three friends have just put the finishing touches to their Progressive Thrash Jazz band's magnum opus and it shall never grace my ears.
It was all so much simpler when I didn't have the internet...or, to quantify, when I didn't have broadband. Back in the day when it would take the best part of a fortnight to download a single song (where it would have been quicker for me to receive the information by overweight, asthmatic carrier pigeon) I had time to savour the music, the opportunity to pour over the intricacies of the slap bass and gravity blasts, time to salivate over the arpeggiated sweep picking and triple vocal harmonies. Now, in the age of my terabyte hard drives and being able d/l a double album in the space of 10 minutes, I find myself cataloguing it, changing the track names to suit my OCD of everything being in the right order and filing it away with hours of other stuff I haven't got the time to listen to because I'm too busy d/l more.
Fuck the internet, fuck this on demand life and fuck my inability to spend more than five minutes listening to music that actually excites me.
holy shit. i feel the exact same fucking way. if it makes it any better, i totally, 100% understand. why, right now i'm trying to write a something-page paper, and i just can't simply because i'm downloading music. people like us have a hard time doing anything else in front of a computer simply because to stop finding music means to stop looking, and that just can't happen. it's a bittersweet, love/hate world when one has an endlessly open mind, fast up and down rates, tons of storage and tons of time. i feel your pain.
ReplyDeleteI just don't want to miss anything. The paradox is the more I download the less I listen to music, but the more I listen the more I want to possess it.
ReplyDeleteMusic is a bitch of a mistress!