Saturday, August 31, 2013

No one likes your music (with three links!)

There I am in the hold processing corner, also known as "The dream job location" where one quietly processes requests and answers the phone calls which are usually not that frequent, and, best of all, for me, listens to music. No one really talks about it being the dream job location because of clerk law (or is it fear?) number four: If you show joy in something it will be taken away from you.

Right, so I am listening to music. What is my current obsession? Jama Ko. Yes, that is a link, but you won't like it. Not if you're anything like my co-workers. I get very excited listening and call them over. "Here, co-worker, come listen to this amazing music!" They are polite, and do drop in for a listen. Why not, we're up for any distraction we can get at work. After two seconds they start talking to me. "No, no!" I am thinking "I was expecting you to listen in rapt silence for five minutes!" But perhaps I was not being realistic. There are reasons why no one likes your music at work.

Listening radius. If I point the little speakers at me and turn the music up I create a little circle where the music sounds clear and sensible and is possible to enjoy. It extends about seven feet in front of me and 15 feet behind me. Beyond that circle it is noise, it is like a dropped peach left in the sun. How could someone just walk by that peach and not recognize my excellent taste in fruit! So what that flies are swarming on it!

The second reason is that I am at my job location. Sitting there, at the phones, with my music, I am where I am supposed to be and so probably, in theory, I am somehow doing something related to my job. The people I am calling over to me are displaced people. Different rules apply to them. If they're standing around talking to me about anything they could be talking to me about something work related (remember, everything is work related!), but if they have a glazed, stoned look of trance-like ecstasy while listening to electrified lute music they might not be in a super productive looking mode. Even the teen librarian will keep his dancing to said music under 30 seconds, which brings us to the third reason.

People have other stuff to do. When we have stuff to do it seems really important to us, but if we've chosen not to do much for a bit people doing stuff can look a bit odd and manic and insensible. This creates a music appreciators divide.

I learned this so recently that there is a blog post about it (here). People are different than me and may have different taste, for instance, in music. Furthermore, even if they like really similar things and are open to new music, people will often be in a very different kind of musical mood than you.

So, in conclusion, I think maybe I should just try and listen to music at work for my own private enjoyment, if I can, just, you know, in the same way I blog. 

But, seriously, have you heard this? 

1 comment:

  1. I was obsessed with Bob Dylan several months ago, but now I can't stop listening to Coleman Hawkins, for example Lamentation (1937) and Body and Soul (1939).


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