promotion? whatever. MUSIC!

So I worked fifty hours this past week (at least, it actually might be closer to sixty), plus I'm packing for the apartment move, and let's not forget the wild, unpredictable moodswings caused by stress.  I'm getting angry at things that are solvable.  On the bizarre plus side, I got a raise and a promotion at Bratopia.  The raise I expected, the promotion I did not see coming.  It would be weird to explain, but I basically get commission pay for fullfilling certain extra duties with said promotion.  That's rad.  So goes my brief update.

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My actual reason for cracking open the ol' blog is to ponder something about music tastes.  Even though I don't like it as much, I still occasionally read Pajiba.  They have a newer music column now, and the most recent article s on good bands that "need to stop."  While I'm largely ambivalent about the list (i like some of the bands listed, namely the Pixies) I'm interested in the comments.  It always intrigues me how protective we are of our music tastes.  People get virulent and angry if someone disagrees with them, slags a band they like, so on, so on.  I used to care a lot more than i do now, but I'm still a little miffed if someone makes fun of music I like.  Even though I don't listen to them much anymore, I'm still protective of DMB -- in a "No one picks on my little brother" kind of way.  And the opposite still happens, too -- when someone likes a band you like, you want to make them your friend FOREVER.  On Twitter, when Merlin Mann from You Look Nice Today (hotdogsladies) got all excited about A.C. Newman's new solo album, I got super happy.  It's like validation.

I've only met one person in my life who claimed not to like music.  It seems like everyone else I know has their identity tied up in the music they like.  Oh tiny audience, what music is tied up in your identity?  Why are your bands important to you?  This is a judge-free zone -- talk about why you love what you love.  I know one brother of mine who would probably say "Dire Straits" because "So Far Away" is the only song his son falls asleep to (is that not rad?  I think that's rad.  I hope Peanut skips over the nonsense kid-song phase and just listens to Prof. Hermano's music, which when all is said and done is pretty decent).  Why is your music YOUR music?