I am a consumptive music listener. When I find something I like I will listen it into the ground. I will repeat the track again and again, reveling in my favorite parts. Of course, this leads eventually to burnout and I’ll lay the tired and panting mp3 or cd to bed, or rather it simply isn’t selected as I am spinning my iWheel. There’s no closure there. Closure is for the weak, but I’ll deal with that later.

That inevitable and looming burnout point forces me to track down new music frequently. Unfortunately, I find myself demoralized by the lack of fresh sounds out there. This isn’t news: Independent rock music (my genre du époque) is frequently monosonorous. That’s a made up word. Don’t bother suing me — I’ll take care of it.

I’ll download and give these impotent audio attempts one, maybe two listens. And I’ll imagine those poor kids up there playing for their bread and water, but they just don’t have that spark. An album is an album is an album. Don’t ask me to do better, I’m an innocent bystander.

What’s the point of this post, anyway? I’m not proposing there is a solution to this, I’m not suggesting there is even a problem to solve. All I’d like to suggest is that musicians listen to their tracks on repeat for a day straight. Gentle minstrel: if you get bored, consider the board.

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