Why I am being weird and scary

I do. And there is nothing I can do about it. Sorry.


When did I stop…

…listening to music? And I really mean¬† listening¬†to it, not use it as background noise.

This question came to me while I was with a friend today, fooling around and singing songs that were popular when we were younger. We knew all the lyrics and voice inflections that made the songs crazy, enjoyable and funny. I still can’t believe I remember all the words after all these years. Now, whenever I listen to a song, I easily forget the lyrics (even after hearing them 4 or 5 or 10 times) or even the music.

I often wonder whether I have neurological problems that affect my attention and concentration, or it’s just that I’m not that fond of music any more. It’s not that the music is bad; it is, but I don’t listen to mainstream too much. I even find it difficult to keep track of the bands and singers I liked since I was twelve, that are still active and haven’t disappoint me with their slightly changed styles. I don’t even care to change the songs on my mp3-player, or even bother to take it with me when I go out.

Is it age? Is it that my priorities have changed? Maybe there are too many songs and lyrics I wish to learn by heart. I still enjoy it when I listen to them, but I can’t seem to do more that that. There’s definitely some cleanup I have to do. I don’t want to lose my passion for music, it’s my only easy-to-get pleasure and comfort. I can’t imagine myself living happily without its presence. They day I stopped listening and enjoying music will be the day my transformation into a corporate robot or capitalist working class will be complete. And that, my friends, is the real zombie¬†apocalypse!

P.S. If I will ever have the courage to do it: there will be a very personal post, soon.