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Burn the Couch

December 21, 2008

I can always tell when I haven’t been listening to music very much.  Even if it’s only been a few days, I can see a difference.  I’m more on edge, more prone to squabbling about things that don’t actually bother me.  I’m not being ornery on purpose.  I just have a uncomfortable sense that something is off.  My personal gyroscope has started spinning at crazy angles, ready to crash at any moment.

Give me a few minutes with my ipod or my stereo and I’m miles better.  Letting my brain get thrown around by different songs keeps me on an even keel.  Then I can go downstairs and be cheerful again.  I love that feeling.  No one wants to see my snarky grump side, not even me.  I don’t want to think I’m ruining everyone else’s day.

The problem is, without music there’s nowhere for the snark to go except back in my own head, where it stews until I let it out on people.  That probably explains why screaming death metal is at home on my ipod alongside snotty punk rave-ups.  It gives me a song to fix whatever mood I’m in.  It’s my way to escape.  Just me, my earphones, and some beautiful noise.  And it’s a lot cheaper than a shrink.*  Try Social Distortion.

*Shrinks are creepy, in my humble opinion.  Which means squat.

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