inverseroom wrote:
I wonder, honestly, how many of us actually listen to music in a nice quiet house, on a nice system, and give it our complete attention? I haven't spent a single moment doing that since 1997, when my kids started being born.
No offense, but I had the opposite experience. Understand that my wife and I were both college radio DJs for a while, and thus love the powertrip that comes with forcing music on others. Post college, we listened to music in a pretty discrete fashion (pre-kids): she'd have her bedroom/bathroom/car presets, I had mine. She'd have her LP cabinet, I had the milk-crates. When my son was born, there was an odd drive to... um... WIN HIM OVER. Fucking knock him on his diapered ASS with (me) 1000 Hurts (she) Pink Moon (me) Revolver (she) Doolettile. Anyway. So every time we sat down to breakfast or dinner, one of us would run to the stereo and play music. And watch his face, looking for that naive appreciation that would settle my wife's and my argument about musical aesthetics (more data: Pink Floyd vs. The Fall; Emmy Lou vs. Dillard Chandler). The aggragate effect, however, was that we listened to the stereo as a family. Then got into my old Star Wars picture discs, books on tape, et cetera. It's weird, but i haven't used headphones since my kids were born, and have a real hard time tracking w/ headphones for that reason.
Don't get me wrong, I'm no Luddite. We've got Sirius and I appreciate my iTunes for burning CDs and all, but the whole communal aspect of music has kinda won me over.