Hi, everybody! As a unemployed 22-year-old with on-and-off crippling depression and anxiety, I’ve been spectacularly amotivational lately, and by ‘amotivational’ I mean ‘getting up at 3pm, vegging out on the couch for hours’ amotivational. Like, amotivational amotivational. I did submit a 150-page novella I’ve been writing over the past year (the lovely story of a deranged backwoods family who, as my mom says, ‘you wouldn’t want to share a cab with’ and their personal descent into hell) to a writing contest and I will be getting the results next month, but otherwise I have absolutely no engagements, until of course I get caught up with my job counselor and find someone who will hire me. The plus side is I have time to do whatever I want. The downside, of course, is that I have time to do whatever I want (see what I did there?) because I tend to do better with a schedule. I’m pretty much an overgrown child who can’t seem to be arsed to do anything unless I have my day planned out beforehand. I said to my dad the other day, can you imagine me on pot? You’d never be able to get me out of bed (not so different from the way I am now, actually.)
So, I’ve been spending the interminable evenings listening to a ton of different kinds of music, courtesy of my youtube playlist. We like to tease my dad for having an obsession with primarily yelly and angry music, but that’s not entirely true. He has had versatile and interesting tastes that cover a range of musical genres, and he has passed that eclecticism on to me, his eldest child. But, y’know, I’m proud to say that I that I’ve developed perhaps even more versatility in my musical tastes than my dad ever had. As an adult, I’m listening to groups my dad played on repeat throughout my childhood (for instance, Iron Maiden and Judas Priest) and seeing them in a whole new light. Like, ah, that’s what all the fuss is about. Simultaneously, I’m branching out into new groups and genres, some of which my dad wouldn’t be caught dead listening to. I guess essentially that’s what growing up is about. You separate yourself from your parents, their tastes and views, while at the same time finding yourself forming a deeper appreciation of some of the things they love that you took for granted as a kid.
So, herein lies my self-indulgent and (incredibly long, apparently) post on music, limited to no one genre or artist, but providing a broad view of the stuff I like (or, in some cases, absolutely hate.) My layout is simple; I take a theme (i.e. Hard Rock songs of the 90’s, or whatever) and pick two songs that I think personify that theme for me. I’ve established the rule for myself that a song can be of any genre whatsoever, but I’m going to use each artist only once on the entire list (honorable mentions can be malleable.) By the way, you are welcome to take any ideas from me (I got some of my inspiration for the demo list I wrote out on paper from Watchmojo.com anyway,) and you can even take my idea from me entirely and run with it (as long as you don’t directly take stuff from my list without credit.) Finally, once you’ve read the post, leave me a comment! Bloggers are narcissistic people, we love comments. We love to know what you think. And, without further ado, my list- (drumroll, please…) Continue reading My Super-Long Music Post; Part the 1st