Category: Music

  • Earworm Thursday: That Hook Lives in My Head Rent Free

    I just learned the name of this group three days ago.

    It’s Nu Shooz.

    Yeah, that synthesizer hook will at the most random times just start playing in my head. No rhyme or reason, it just plays.

  • ODDS and ENDS (AI Edition): AI’s Reason for Allowing It to Write for Me Today, Old Ladies of New York, and Radiohead’s “Palo Alto” {P.S. I Included AI’s Feedback Notes}

    ODDS and ENDS (AI Edition): AI’s Reason for Allowing It to Write for Me Today, Old Ladies of New York, and Radiohead’s “Palo Alto” {P.S. I Included AI’s Feedback Notes}

    (In a city of the future it is difficult to concentrate…)

    (Image created by AI)

    Today, I’m too tired to write my blog, so AI is taking over. While I rest, it effortlessly strings words together, capturing my thoughts with precision. No brainstorming, no editing—just a seamless flow of content. It’s fascinating how AI can mirror my style, keeping my readers engaged even when I lack the energy. Technology has become my writing assistant, ensuring consistency and creativity without burnout. Maybe I’ll take advantage of this more often. For now, I’ll sit back, recharge, and let AI handle the words. Who knew laziness and productivity could go hand in hand?

    Old ladies in New York City are the toughest, meanest people you’ll ever meet. They’ve seen it all, and they have zero patience for nonsense. They’ll shove past you on the subway, glare at you if you’re walking too slow, and scold you like you’re their grandkid. Try cutting in line at the deli? You’ll get an earful. Hold up a bus because you’re fumbling with your MetroCard? Expect a sharp sigh and a muttered insult. They’ve earned their attitude through decades of city life, and honestly, they might be the real bosses of New York.

    Radiohead’s Palo Alto is a cynical take on the heart of Silicon Valley, portraying it as a soulless, corporate dystopia. The lyrics describe a futuristic city obsessed with technology, wealth, and progress but devoid of real human connection. The song’s narrator expresses alienation and dissatisfaction, sarcastically calling it a “city of the future” while feeling lost in its artificial environment. It critiques consumerism, isolation, and the emptiness of modern life, themes that Radiohead often explores. Beneath the upbeat, distorted guitars, Palo Alto is a bleak reflection on a world where innovation outpaces humanity’s ability to find meaning.

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  • Earworm Thursday: Middle School Love Feelings

    I don’t care what anyone says; I love The Cure.

    I know this song came out in 1987, but somehow it didn’t register with me until 7th grade, which was ’89. I don’t remember why that was, but my guess is that 1989 was when the Disintegration album was released, with “Lovesong” being a huge single, and all of The Cure’s videos were in heavy rotation on 120 Minutes, which was why I discovered all these songs at the same time.

    The Cure has a very special place in my psyche, because 12-15 year old me identified heavily with this music as it tapped into a tragic romantic feeling of unrequited love that puberty afflicted me couldn’t get enough of… for some reason. Looking back on this music, I see now that I was beginning to make my first entrants toward alt-rock, which would pay dividends in 1991, and set me on a trajectory of music that I still follow to this day.

    And “High” is just one of my favorite songs of all time.

  • Earworm Thursday – Grocery Shopping and Past Roommates

    So, I was shopping at the Harlem Trader Joe’s on Tuesday, and they were playing a reggae mix in the place. Then this one came on. I don’t mind having this one stuck in my head nonstop. See, I had a roommate way back in Texas, who was a huge Bob Marley fan. We listened to a bunch of reggae music together, hanging out and playing video games.