For the first 4 years I was working in the fascinating world of the container business, never had music of any sort accompanying me during those times of both extreme stress or massive boredom, and to be honest, I didn’t miss it either.
I guess Danish companies have these strict rules never to be trespassed in order you don’t get too much distracted and become a Terminator productive machine of making money. We never had a radio switched on, and remember most people were complaining accordingly…but me. I used to complain about other stuff, such as the ridiculous dress code we had to suffer, especially the guys, just for working in front of a computer for 8 hours, that, I found ridiculous!
Probably because of my classy and selective taste in good music, I always knew having something at everybody’s hand would cause much trouble, plus most people have a very disgusting taste in music. Don’t mean to offend anyone, yet I positive mean it.
Typical war between mates deciding what to play, my music, with all the prejudice on Earth, is considered freak, noisy and heavy metal. I didn’t know many people are able to put the same label to Neil Young or Ryan Adams as to Iron Maiden and The Dead Boys…but yeah, such is life! I’ve been listening I’m musically intolerant for many years, and the I despise music I don’t like.
Ok, that’s true in many occasions, the fact is that I cannot stand certain commercial shit with the business standing behind them, who only perform others’ compositions, of the worst kind.
I was living very happy before I ended up working at offices where radio was the driving force of the daily workflow, and let me tell you, I hate it!
First, quality of most radio stations is more than questionable. Second, as we already know, musical culture in this country, S-pain, is absolutely pathetic. The few decent broadcasts are immediately rejected for being too experimental or whatever the adjective you wanna put here, and finally, to avoid arguments, the fuckin’ two most mainstream stations are selected, so at the end of the day, I’m sick of Rihanna, Shakira, stressing and disgusting dance music, and worst of all, our marvelous defended and supported outrageous Spanish bands.
As some of you, dear readers, already know me well, it’s easy to imagine me exploding from time to time when I can’t swallow more shit and start swearing their mothers and the rest of their families.
You can call me Nazi, Taliban or whatever you want, I’d smash the shitty radio set hour after hour, day after day, I’m tired of listening same songs repeated nonstop, same artists considered kings…what the fuck!! Have you ever listened to The Black Crowes? Do you know who Tom Petty is? No? Then go fuck yourself…and better you to be dead!
My apologies for my bad language and my roughness, today hasn’t been my day at all, and I’m in Get In The Ring mood…ah, you don’t know where this come from? Good you’re not close to me right now or I’d kick you ass!! 😉
**** My advise for today: listen to this podcast, this is real high class!! Viva Las Vegas ****