Music

Is something I've been rediscovering for the past year and a half. I'd kind of sucked myself into a black hole of all my favorites from the past and sealed off the progress of music in history, hoping it wasn't true that there were actually people making music past say 1992 that was worth listening to.

1. That's complete hyperbole of course. I'd listened to at least two albums recorded after 1992 before my recent rash of listening.
2. Turns out in any case I was completely wrong and music just keeps growing and growing, despite the fact that no one can make a legitimate living from recorded music anymore, it doesn't seem to be stopping anyone in the least.
3. While my ignorance of music post-1992 is largely a hyperbolic fiction, the fact is that while I thought I had some idea of the music out there, in truth every time I thought I'd even begun to see the tip of the iceberg, I realized that that was really just an icechip at the tip of the tip of the iceberg.
4. Which leads me to wonder, how do people ever find enough damn time to listen to that much music? Bob Boylen or whatever his name is with All Songs Considered, Nic Harcourt, sure they're paid to do nothing but listen to music all the time and bully for them. But what about the average schlump with a day job? Add wife and child?
5. So thank god for shared iTunes libraries at work. Thank God for music-obsessed friends with a lot of money and nothing else they want to do with their time. Thank God for All Songs Considered and Radio Paradise and Pandora and KCRW.
   
6. No purpose is being served by this enumerated list, but, eh, whatever.
7. Is this actually my first post on music on a blog named after a song?

Which leads me to want to maybe focus on this for a while? Or, y'know, the miracle and wonder and misery and crushed dreams of creativity in general.