Welcome to my new monthly series called “Five on Shuffle” where I attempt to reconnect with my iPod by using it regularly throughout the year and using it only and continuously on “shuffle.” Once a month I’m going to stop at a completely random interval, snap photos of five songs in a row, and then post and write about them here. The writing may be heavy or light, depending on whether or not I’ve anything remotely clever to say about any given song in the moment.
I’m sitting on the subway in a forward-facing seat. It’s an unusually slow evening, and there aren’t as many passengers in this particular car, which means it’s much quieter and less crowded than normal. Even through my headphones that are quietly playing the background music to Phoenix Wright: Ace Attorney, I can still hear a few voices and even someone else’s music that must be bursting his or her eardrums.
At the next stop, two people sit in the empty seat behind me. They start talking – it sounds like two male voices. I make no mind of it, until I hear one of them say something slightly annoyed about “those stupid video games.” My ears perk up around my earbuds, and I become a little less interested in defense attorneying. Though I can’t see the speakers, their speaking patterns strike me as young. Younger than me, anyway.
Welcome to my new monthly (I think) series called “Five on Shuffle.” With the demise of my iTunes Diaries series, I wanted to re-inject this blog with a little musical flair, and also give myself good reason to use my poor, old iPod. Indeed, there once was a time when I was perfectly tethered to my iPod nearly 24/7. I’d create and kill playlists on a wing and a prayer, and I’d scoop up music faster than it could be added to ye olde iTunes. And while I’ve not completely abandoned my iPod, nowadays, with the likes of Pandora, Spotify, etc., it’s easy enough to get music anytime, anywhere without the little device taking up a pocket.
So here’s the deal (which I think I kind of explained already but maybe not in any exact terms): this year, I’m going to attempt to re-attach myself to my iPod, taking it with me wherever I go and, as the scary kicker, using it only on shuffle. Once a month I’m going to stop at a completely random interval, snap photos of five songs in a row, and then post and write about them here. The writing may be heavy or light, depending on whether or not I’ve anything remotely clever to say about any given song in the moment.
So…since I’ve nothing more interesting to say right now than that, let’s just get on the with first five random songs!
Why am I writing this? It’s an interesting story…maybe. Having done a couple other writing series in the past, I never really thought about doing any sort of wrap-up posts for them. Much like with TV shows these days, they simply ended, and I moved on. But once I had finished up my final “Play or Pass” post, I began tooling around in my blog’s statistics. WordPress usually sends out year-end reviews, but with nothing like that appearing in my inbox (maybe they aren’t doing them this year?), I took a little time to see how my year in writing had turned out. What struck me most is that although I was down considerably in overall views, I was way up in likes and comments. In fact, last year I received the most likes and comments since starting this blog in 2011. And that made me smile, because it meant that my writing had sparked more conversations than ever before.
Now, I must admit that I’ve no desire to get very granular with the stats — I did write and post other things over the course of 2016 — but with “Play or Pass” playing (haha) a significant role on my blog last year, it’s worth doing an epilogue post of sorts. I guess.
Could be that I’ve simply nothing to write about at the moment. Or maybe I’ve runn off with Metal Gear Ac!d. Who knows! In any event, let’s talk “Play or Pass.”
I’ve been a morning person for as long as I can remember. When I was very young — the grammar school days where I enjoyed school and had friends — I couldn’t wait to get out of bed to get my day started. And no matter what, I was always up early on weekends, because that’s when the best cartoons (i.e. Looney Tunes) were on.
This trend continued as I got older. Though by the days of middle and high school, I had swapped out being up early because I liked school (which I heartily did not) to being up early because that was the best time of day to either (1) do homework, or (2) play video games. I remember regularly waking up at five in the morning nearly every day in order to do one of those two things. The house was so wonderfully dark and especially quiet.
I’ve been hanging around the world of vegetarianism long enough to know that many folks, particularly those in the business of making and selling meals to the public, don’t know what to do when it comes to making a vegetarian sandwich. This is not to say that I’ve never had a good non-meat sandwich; in fact, I’ve had many. But with the sheer array of foodstuffs available to us today, it saddens me to see the creativity stop when it comes to making a decent sandwich without the likes of ham, turkey, or beef. Some sandwiches I’ve had were the equivalent of dry, loose salad placed between two slices of bread. Others have been soaked to the bone (or maybe I should say “stem”) with overpowering dressings and flavored goop. Still others have contained mountains upon mountains cheese, which, while fine in principle, is hell on the ol’ choppers. (Seriously, try biting into 2 inches of sliced deli cheese some time. It is not a good chewing experience.)
- I don’t know how people sleep with the covers on or over their heads. Isn’t is suffocating? I can’t stand to have anything touching my face while I’m sleeping.
- I loathe that Buick commercial where one of the actors says “I’m what you call an ‘early adopter’.” STFU. Oh, I get the marketing ploy, but Buick has been around for over 100 years. So seriously, STFU.
- I’m pretty sure that I’m 100% addicted to iced coffee. Like, I used to just want it in the summer, but now I want it ALL THE TIME.
- I used to wear high heels, every day, and at work. At work that involved me being on my feet most of the day. I don’t know how I did that. I see young women now at my work walking around in sky-high heels, and I don’t know how they do it.
- The initials “BFG” will NEVER stand for the “Big Friendly Giant.” Don’t people think to Google these things before making such big choices?
Happy 4th o’ July to any who maybe celebrating such festivities today! Of course, if you’re celebrating then you probably aren’t reading, so…here I am again likely typing into a vacuum. Of course, what is blogging really, other than talking to oneself? Not that there’s anything wrong with that. I mean, for one, it’s therapeutic. And two…
…what’s that? Oh! A refreshing vodka tonic! **sip** Mmm, vodka-y!
Speaking of celebrating, which we were speaking of before I got off track and then back on again thanks to a lovely alcoholic beverage, it’s that time of year when I play the “fifteen songs” game with my iPod. You know how it goes (not that anyone but me as an iPod anymore…) — put the thing on shuffle then glowingly or embarrassingly list the first fifteen songs that appear. As I’ve done in the past, I’ll offer a few words about the first five songs and then links to the remaining ten. So if you’re chilling with me here, go ahead and get yourself a tasty drink and prepare for some musical randomness!