I wonder if I could compile a list of music that I find non-obnoxious. Music that does not get on my nerves. Hmm. Isn’t that so totally an individual matter that I can’t even say anything credible or valid on the subject and probably shouldn’t even be posting this? But I will!
I think Amy White’s music really rocks. Go check her out. She’s not obnoxiously soft. She won’t bore you. Well I don’t think so.
I can’t tolerate Enya (not sure of spelling) because I heard that nonstop at Newton-Wellesley Hospital, so I got to hating the sound of her music and never wanted to hear her again. I do like Clannad, though. She was part of that group, which I think was a family group from Ireland somewhere.
Aoife ni Ferreh sings in Gaelic. It’s possible I have her last name spelled wrong. She, too, won’t bore you. She’s upbeat and sometimes sings a capella. Very traditional-sounding, too.
The old Simon and Garfunkel songs can’t be beat. Some of them still bring me to tears. They probably should.
“You’ve got a friend” makes me cry to this day since it’s a total lie.
The whole album by Talking Heads called Remain in Light, I’d say that’s their best. That one came out in 1980. From what I know, they did that one in a flash, on instinct, and did a whole lot of innovative electronic stuff that was new for that time period. They were criticized because people tried to put inner meaning into what they had done, and were disappointed to learn that the inner meaning had not been predetermined nor planned, but came as epiphany during creation of the music, and this becomes how it is brilliantly expressed to the listener. How amazing is that? Yet many critics failed to understand this. (Lack of insight on the part of the critics.) I don’t find this music at all obnoxious.
Maybe if you feel the intent of the artist, feel what the artist is doing and saying, then you don’t hear it as noise, but as something beautiful.
Maybe if you hear that I am sitting here saying these things because I do my darndest to be a decent human being, to tell the truth at least, to be honest about what I am going through from day to day, then that’s why a few of you are sitting at your screens reading this and don’t mind me rattling on.
It’s not just words anymore. I hope. It’s communication and sharing between us. Or that’s my intent. Isn’t that what art does? Freely communicate between artist and receiver?
I keep thinking about that.