Someone I sort of know (only via email) puts music up at his site on occasion. (Now don’t go guessing who! I can guarantee this individual is not one who reads this site … or even knows about it.) I often don’t check the music out, because I can be so darn picky. But today, as I was cleaning up my mailboxes, I thought I’d go ahead and listen to one song.


Have you ever heard someone singing and you aren’t quite sure where the pitch center is? For a few lines it sounds like the pitch is in one place … then the singer gets to another part of the song (yes, this is pop music or, as I suspect the singer and person who put it up would call it, alternative folk) you are sort of jolted because it sounds like maybe there’s a “quarter inch” difference in what was the pitch center.

Maybe it’s just my problem, though.

Anyway, that’s what I listening to. Needless to say I won’t tell the person who shared the song what I think; there’s absolutely no point in ruining his enjoyment of this song he loves so much. Of course most people wouldn’t have their experience ruined by someone else’s opinion … not everyone is like me!

Yes, it’s true. If you tell me you hate something I love, I may still love it, but every time I listen there will be this little voice whispering, “X hates this song!” And that really drives me bonkers. And I never forget what someone tells me when it’s an “I hate” or “I don’t like” kind of thing. Clothes. Art. Music. I remember it all. It’s a curse, really.

The other thing about the song was that it was that typical “emo-boy” sound. Or at least that’s what I’ve decided to call it for now. You know what I mean? That sort of wimpy-esque, “I’m sensitive”, male singer? He reaches for notes. He sounds like he’s about to cry. He sounds like he can’t sing much above a whisper.

After a while those sorts of voices wear me out.

So sing already! You have lungs! Use them. Please!

Okay. Enough of a rant. I just had to vent. Because I can.

Today is another catch-up day. I’ve managed to get a good amount done already around the house. It’ll never be exactly what I want, but at least it’s a clean “not quite what I want” kind of place now! 🙂

Meanwhile I’m finally sitting down to eat breakfast. I nearly forgot. I wish I had continued to forget; I need to lose some fat! Sigh.


  1. Patricia Mitchell

    Yep … I blogged about this some time ago. What a ridiculous site! But oh well … different strokes for different folks and all that jazz …. 🙂

  2. While trying to figure out who this Katherine Needleman person is, I image googled her name. This website came up, and I thought you might as well look at it, rant, and rave and get it all out of your system instead of painfully drag it out over time. Whoever put this website together obviously has too much time on their hands…