A café in Glasgow

If I’ve learnt anything from the Music Diary Project so far, it’s that I don’t listen to music anywhere near as much as I used to.  18 months ago, my life had a seemingly continuous soundtrack, but these days the majority of my listening is done in transit.  When I’m at home, I’m more likely to put on a DVD than a CD.  There are a few reasons for this, the main one being that I often find music too distracting – particularly when studying, which is something I spend a good portion of my time attempting to do.  Today I’m trying to write an essay about the cultural politics of global media, and it’s not going so well.

Despite having woken up a couple of hours ago [to my current iPhone alarm of choice: BB Brunes’ “Dis-Moi”], I don’t emerge from my room until everyone else has left the house.  As always, the radio is on downstairs.  Mum listens to Triple R, and prides herself on having a more diverse knowledge of music than I do.  I leave it on while making/eating breakfast, reading the paper, checking emails, etc.  In the space of about 45 minutes, they don’t play much music:
Tuneyards – “Es-So”
Aa – “Fingers to Fist”
Stornoway – “Watching Birds”
Those Darlins – “Waste Away”
The Vaccines – “Family Friend/Someone Else’s Child”

In need of a study break, I put my iPod on shuffle and walk to the shops to buy some ingredients for dinner.
The Fratellis – “Ole Black n Blue Eyes”
Teenage Fanclub – “The Back of My Mind”
The Hold Steady – “Chips Ahoy”
Noiseworks – “Take Me Back”
The Kooks – “She Moves in Her Own Way”
Oasis – “Don’t Look Back in Anger”
Lily Allen – “Naive”
Divinyls – “I’ll Make You Happy”
Hungry Kids of Hungary – “The Vacationer”

Home from the shops, I grab the first CD I can find in my bedroom – Underwater Jesus’ Hanraland EP, and put it on while chopping some tomatoes for the tarts I’ll be making.

After some more attempted essay writing, I set up my laptop on the kitchen table [with external speakers for improved sound quality], and listen to the new album from The View, Bread and Circuses, as I prepare my tarts.  I listen to “Happy” twice, because I remember seeing them perform it live early last year.

After watching Short Cuts [which is currently being repeated on ABC3], I browse Mum’s CD collection, and choose something that won’t bother my sister [as she’ll be home any minute].  This is a difficult task, as Eb’s favourite musicians are Britney Spears, Millsy from Australian Idol, and Justin Bieber.  I settle on Oasis’ What’s the Story Morning Glory.  She seems content with my choice, and sings along while baking a cake and making soup for dinner.  When the album finishes, I put on Crowded House’s Woodface, but have to turn it off after “Tall Trees” because my stepfather wants to watch The Brady Bunch.

Glenn comes round for dinner, and afterwards we sit around talking for hours.  I think about putting on some music, but my speakers are downstairs, and I can’t be bothered to go down and get them.  Looking back over the day, I’m really disappointed with my listening habits, but I doubt they’ll be much different tomorrow.


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