What a lot of content I'm not likely to have read or listened to by October...
The day's "update" upheavals (four of them, for a total of about 2 hours wasted on "updates" made me wonder what kind of people think this is an acceptable way to run the computer network, anyway. Maybe reforms should include mandatory retirement for all who programmed "updates," into tiny houses that are gyroscopically destabilized. Approximately every six or eight hours, but never at the same time of day twice in a row, a siren should go off blaring "Update! Update!" and the buildings should make at least one complete rotation and two half-turns, never in the same direction twice in a row. They should have a general idea that if they fall asleep they're probably going to wake up somewhere other than the bed or couch, but no idea where! Sometimes if they put food on a plate they'll be eating food off a plate, and sometimes they'll be picking bits of plate out of food stuck to the ceiling! Sometimes their water-flush toilets will flush, and sometimes... For them that would probably be fun! The kind of "excitement" they craved all their lives!
Anyway a lot of the "to listen to" was music...
Ludovico Einaudi.
Gotthard.
Tom Petty.
Chi Coltrane. (This song title, and the one by Gotthard, were linked at
and, if you have a preference for one or the other, you're invited to go there and cast your vote.)
Jefferson Airplane.
Pentatonix. (If you're a strict traditionalist, bookmark this one and listen to it in December.)
Pearl Jam.
Paul Simon. (I'm struck by the resemblance between his tune and "O Sacred Head Now Wounded." Maybe it's just me...I hear "O Sacred Head" as a solemn, even intimidating hymn and don't really like its being...parodied?...as "an American Tune." It's a German tune and it goes with the words "Lord let me never, never outlive my love to Thee." So I'm not keen on this song, but some people are.)
The Beatles. (No controversy there. If you don't like the Beatles you might lose your membership in the baby-boom generation.)
Lot of soccer fans.
John Lennon.
James Taylor.
Parliament.
Mozart.
Silver Convention.
Pam Cavelcanti.
War (Charles William Miller and friends).
Improvisations on a theme by Manuel de Falla, the improviser not clearly identified.
Talking Heads.
Shostakovich.
Jefferson Starship.
Anton Dvorak.
Nick Drake.
R.E.M.
Paul McCartney.
Olexandr Ignatov.
The Incredible String Band.
Dorothy Moore. (I think the only way to sing this song without inducing snarky laughter is very understated, very traditional, NO "ornamentation." I can believe the words coming from a wistful, pensive state of mind; emoting makes them sound like mockery. So, soft 1960s pop, or country, but not "soul," please! Don't mind me. At least I laughed.)
The Beach Boys.
Mix of 1970s pop tunes. I did actually know one person who used to tune her radio to a station that played this kind of thing, all day, every day, when she was at home. I remember it as the sort of music that was piped into some shops and restaurants. Music to select 89-cent paperback books, 25-cent cans of veg, and $5.98 shirts by.
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