So I’m addicted to the music application on Facebook. I am, I am.
One could list his favorite songs, if he were so inclined. (I’ve been reading Keats, so forgive me if I’m a bit formal.) One could even dedicate a song, such as, say “H” by Tool, if one were so inclined. One could, as I have chosen to do, take the music quiz. I have and I have and I have.
And I make no apologies for it. After all, it’s not every day that I am called a “music genius.” The irony is that so much of music is both songs and artists I never heard of, and while my percentage of answers are pretty rotten, I’ve discovered “new” (new in that sense that a tv re-run isn’t a repeat if you haven’t seen it the first time) music, and that’s pretty exciting.
While I love music, I’m sort of closed off about being introduced to “new” stuff. It’s a shame, really.
This application has changed that.
It’s rather sad that I recognize Britney Spear’s voice over, say a Miles Davis song (oh, the shame!), but I’m learning, and that’s always a good thing. I’ll probably never know the difference between Jay-Z and Notorious B.I.G. (although African American Lit, oddly enough, may change that), but I’m coming up with some really good stuff–if I could only find where I scribbled them down.
Jack Johnson’s at the top of the list though. I was on vacation, shopping for a new messenger bag (which I’ve not yet found, sadly), and I hear the words “Banana Pancakes” in the in-store music. “Aha!” I said to myself (I’m always talking to myself, it’s not that out of the ordinary), “I’ve heard of that song somewhere!”
Suffice it to say that one step led to another only to find that someone had a copy of it in the office. And now I inflict it on anyone who rides in my car. “In Between Dreams,” “Aenima,” and a mix of Van Morrison are the only CD’s I have in my car, I think.
I’m not asked to drive often. It does save on gas, though.
Something that does bug me, though, is that I’m not able to filter the groups like I’d like to. I’d like to find Unity groups on Facebook — Unity, as in my particular brand of faith, only it’s sort of a generic term. It’s used in a very broad sense, and even when I search for “Unity Faith,” I get all sorts of stuff that doesn’t have anything to do with what I’m looking for.
Oddly enough (or not so oddly, actually), I tend to find what I’m “really” looking for when I can’t find what I’m looking for.
Like in a passage from William Blake: “He who desires but acts not, breeds pestilence,” and “If the fool would persist in his folly, he would become wise.”