Actually, I don’t listen to music during the commute because I’m an audiophile; I, in fact, am the polar opposite: an audiotard. Under certain standards, my taste in music can be classified under “epileptic,” which is as close to eclectic as I can manage. I listen to music at times simply because I don’t want to be subjected to other people’s tastes (in the morning commute’s case, the driver’s or kunduktor’s) in music.
Of course, this morning I was treated to the bus’ sound system – which just had to be equipped with no less than two amplifiers – and was immediately greeted by Justin Bieber’s melodious crooning in the terrific (as in terrify) song Baby. Thankfully, the nightmare was almost over when I got into the bus and the song changed into Moonstar 88’s Migraine (my internal soundtrack most days when the lights are too bright in the office). The driver apparently didn’t agree with it and switched from FM radio to the CD player (a curious setup of a computer CD ROM wired to the input jack of a mobile radio). The CD player immediately launched into the perfect song for a Friday the 13th. At first I was afraid, I was petrified. Kept thinking I could never live without you by my side~ I could have sworn the manly guy next to me was doing a little jig in his seat.
So yeah, Gloria Gaynor’s I Will Survive put me in a supernaturally good mood, especially since it was followed by Funky Town. To keep this good mood rolling, I’m playing Disney soundtracks (Something There, A Whole New World, I’ll Make a Man Out of You, So Close, Kiss the Girl, I Won’t Say I’m in Love, and Belle) the whole day today.
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