Do you ever get to that point with a song where you just can’t stand to hear it play one more time?
I did this week. Which song was it that had me wanting to flip the fuck out and scream or possibly even tear my own hair out if I heard it one more time? It was Vance Joy’s Riptide.
What makes us go from loving a song to hating it so much? Is it simply hearing it too often? I don’t think so, but maybe? I know this particular song came on all the time on my MP3 player. My player can’t remember settings for some reason and despite randomizing my playlist, it would replay this one all the time. It would replay other ones, but those didn’t drive me nuts though.
Maybe it’s that love and hate are two sides of the same coin? That same coin that gets people to make changes that mark them as disloyal?
Maybe I’m just talking bullshit today.
And yet there are songs I’ve heard since I was 12 like Green Day’s Basket Case that I don’t seem to ever tire of. Now that I mention that, I think I want to put that vinyl on and give it a listen as I work on cleaning my living room today.
I’m making progress on the cleaning. It’s not going as fast as I’d like, but I’m getting rid of things nearly every week. I figure that the less I own that isn’t needed, the easier it is to keep clean, and the benefits will be better focus and increased happiness.
I’ve went back to an old layout of my living room because it will give me some martial arts practice space that isn’t under a light, so I’ll avoid broken bulb issues. I found another piece last week. How long ago did I break that? Must be around 6 months or something by now!!!
Anyway, I’m not traveling to visit family this long weekend. It’s a weekend for me to conquer my living room and get caught up on reading for school. Speaking of which, I should eat breakfast and get to all that.
Guid cheerio the nou,