Posted in Poetry

My Brain it Abrades

I willy over here

I nilly over there

I intense over yonder

I retreat and then ponder

then stop

then change

I passion over this

I obsess over that

I tango to the closet

and waltz back with a hat

that’s new

that’s different

when will I stop

this jack of all trades?

the itching and scratching

my brain it abrades

Posted in music

Convenient Music

I love my Amazon Echo. I pay the $3.99 a month for unlimited songs (for the most part) via Amazon. I love how specific it is. I can say play jazz from 1957 to 1963 and it will do it. You can even do it by month and genre. The only thing is that if different versions of a song are out there, it might play the song 2 or 3 times in a row. I’ve had that happen.

There are all kinds of games you can play on it, but I’m already over that. I use it mostly for music, or as the occasional timer.

I also have the iTunes music subscription. There are more obscure songs available on it. I can link the phone to the Echo to play them, but it seems like the sound quality isn’t as good.

I don’t really use Pandora anymore. Ads after every 4 or 5 songs. I don’t feel like paying for the no ads version. I have those other two subscriptions, so it’s pointless.

There are so many ways to listen to music nowadays. I even still bring out the vinyl every once in a while. Especially for jazz.

But, it’s just so convenient to say Alexa, play so and so…

I like all kinds of music. So, I go through phases. One week it might be nothing but metal; or the Beatles; or Jimi Hendrix. Sometimes I mix it up. I have playlists of my favorite songs. Sometimes I’ll listen to that. It all depends on mood, or what I’m doing. If I’m reading, crime, pulp, or murder mysteries I’ll listen to CSI music.

I remember how back in the day, I would sit around for hours waiting for my favorite songs to come on the radio, so I could record them on my tape recorder. The kind with a microphone. You had to be quiet as not to pick up background noise. I remember having cassettes of music with my mom, or sister talking in the background. Or somebody coughing or sneezing. When the straight from radio to cassette came out I was so excited. No background noise.

Now, it’s all so convenient. Younger people don’t know how good the have it.

But, I must admit, it was more personal and adventurous back them. I would get so excited when a song I liked came on the radio. Now, I can just tell some device to play it. Convenience kind of takes the fun and mystery out of it.

Posted in prompts


So, since the Daily Prompt decided to, as Gordon Ramsey would say on Hell’s Kitchen, SHUT IT DOWN!, I’ve had to search elsewhere for prompts. I have a feeling that quite a few people are going to be starting their own version of the dp, so I’m pretty sure there will be no shortage of prompts.

Every time I see the word Redux I always think of Rabbit, Redux by John Updike. He’s one of my favorite writers. He’s right up there with John Cheever, Don DeLillo, and Philip Roth. Oh yeah, and Raymond Chandler.

I guess I’ll be scrounging around WordPress to find prompts. Not that I really need to. I could just point to a page in the dictionary. Actually, that’s not a bad idea. That would be extremely random and challenging. Especially if no matter what I stayed with the first word. No mulligans. But, that would be a one person game. And quite frankly, I don’t have the energy, or followers, to try to muster any interest. I’ll just go with whatever.

I don’t have anything specific to say about redux. It’s such a harsh sounding, unpretty word. It gives renewal a bad name.