The Spot

I recently treated myself to a new CD player which features MP3 playback,so I am making an MP3 CD. This is a serious enterprise. MP3 CDs have so much space that you are tempted to put on every song you ever knew. But if you add something you don't actually like, you'll be doomed to skip over it everytime you listen to the damn thing.
This enterprise had also lead me to consider my old, meaning-laden favorites. Should I add "Don't Wanna Miss a Thing"? How about "Two Step"? And I've always loved "The Way She Loves me"...
But can I listen to these songs without dredging up the emotional meaning I've attached to them? Is it, as Brian Griffin would say, "too soon"?
Maybe not. And that's a good thing. I'm putting these songs on, I'm just going to put them in the secondary folder. After all, they were, in most cases, mine first.
I've also learned something today. Namely, music is not an unlimited resource. Once you share a song with someone, that's it. It's "their song". You've lost it for your own personal listening pleasure, at least for a while. So I think I'm going to be more careful from now on.
"More careful from now on". That advice applies in sooo many ways. I am also tempted to say "yeah right", seeing as I would probably repeat past mistakes, given the chance. Hopefully not.
Today's reading assignment: name a song you've lost the pleasure of listening to. It can be for any reason: classical conditioning applies. [IE: you were listening to "From the Back of the Film" when you slammed your thumb in the car door. Physical pain counts too!]
PS: Thanks for the invite to soccer, guys. Better luck next time!
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