Pleasures
August 29th, 2008I am no longer embarrassed to admit how much I like classical music and jazz. I especially enjoy streaming Jazz 88. It makes me feel relieved, the same relief I feel after washing all of the dishes and then wiping off the kitchen table. I have already written here about my lack of interest in music, and how as I get older people’s music-intensity makes me uncomfortable and feel “dried up.” I’m reading The Black Prince by Iris Murdoch and got a big kick out of her description of one character as “rather aggressively fond of music.”
I hope that I’m not aggressively fond of anything except like maybe Jack Handey. Other pleasures this week include the Janet Frame story “Gorse is Not People” in The New Yorker, watching Star Trek TNG with Lawrence, reading Wonkette and making salads with sprouts, strawberries and tomatoes.
September 12th, 2008 at 1:10 pm
I couldn’t agree more. Lately I listen to Steve Winwood and Aaron Neville records from the 80’s. I think I might be aggressively fond of music, but most people think the music I like is shitty. Which I’m proud of.
Of course, I’m also aggressively fond of sports, and could easily be accused of anti-intellectual tendencies.
I’m not aggressively fond of myself though. That much is for sure. Ugh.