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[Mar. 26th, 2007|09:09 am] |
I'm cleaning out itunes, just like I'm cleaning out my boxes of stuff. But, So long all those songs that got me through high school. Those depressed whiny melodies. The ones I downloaded as soon as I had my computer. Staind. Oasis. Red Hot Chili Peppers. AFI. I should probably chuck Blink-182 and Less Than Jake. I mean, Living Sacrifice went, so did Alanis Morissette, Avril Lavigne, and Smile Empty Soul, Evanescence and Nickelback. The things I heard on the radio. Back when I listened to the radio. Back before I listened to whole albums, and only listened to the songs I knew. Yeah, way back then.
I really have become a snob.
But I decided yesterday, that I'm fine with being a snob. It's just the dressed down word for "connoisseur." There are so many fancy words out there, that sometimes we need to remember that every word has it's opposite. It's degradation. Words that snub and put the hoity toity back with the hoi polloi.
And sometimes, you need the sparse along with the festooned. Sometimes you need the simple version, and sometimes you can understand subtleties.
I still haven't attempted Virginia Wwoolf. I hear she's dazzling and jeweled. Ah well, I've got Raymond Carver, and soon enough, Joyce Carol Oates. I returned Darwin, and took out Thoreau instead. One day I'll find a copy of Kierkegaard and read James Joyce as well.
This is really just a list,
with many words.
Two of my favorite things.
Then again, I have a lot of favorite things. |
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