One being that you finally have to admit that you have weird taste in music...
OK, you, the reader, may not... but I sure do.
I updated my iTunes today and as with every time I do this, I am just embarrassed by the music on it. The music that is mine, that is. If there is anything good (in terms of contemporary music) it came from my brother (cool contemporary things like Sigur Ros andThe Killers) or my Schatz (Techno and metal [which is a bit dubious but some of the kids I work with thought I was cool when they saw I had it], or it is on there for Squink (children's music, mostly auf Deutsch).
Just about everything on my playlist that I put there is part of my weird collection of music... the cowboy songs, andean music, the blow back to the 70's and 80's, the opera and bagpipes. And I love them all, there is some fabulous music in there... Bonnie Jo Hunts' music for example... If you have never heard Amazing Grace sung in Lakota then you have missed something amazingly beautiful, that kind of beautiful that brings tears to your eyes because you can feel the emotion of the song and the words that you can't understand but that sound so powerful, even though you might know the lyrics in English...
I read other blogs that tell about their music collection and I cringe... with envy. Granted my cringes are a bit odd too... I cringe at everything from old school punk through the Kingston Trio to gospel music... and I think to myself... how many of these folks actually collect bagpipe music?
My guess is that not one of you do.
So, in an effort to lay myself wide open to laughter and sighs of pity, for your viewing pleasure I present: 1) here is a link to my list of artists on the iTunes and 2) here is a link to the song titles on my iTunes.
Did you see them, the short list of interesting things mixed with the long list of things like my love for opera and bagpipe music?
The thing is that I love music, I just hate buying it.
If you feel really sorry for me, send me a CD with what you consider to be "real music" so I can feel a part of the human race again.