I think it’s because I no longer trade music. The last mixtape someone sent to me was a year ago. It feels like I am far less passionate about reading music blogs, downloading new music, tracing a singer or songwriter’s steps through various bands and side projects. The only blog I really read these days is Last Year’s Girl, which I’ve been following for many years now. I don’t keep track of the artists I like when they show up on my HypeM radio.
Maybe there’s an invisible limit to the mind’s capacity for keeping a library of music. Maybe I’m so okay with listening to everything now, it no longer really matters who or what I listen to. I’ve gone through so many phases of music genres, that lacking one now, I feel like I’ve become a product of Mix FM. I’ve fallen into a routine where Sundays afternoons are the time for one particular Nina Simone album, and a limited selection of Billie Holiday, filling the house with familiar music while I attempt to do house chores.
Then again, my music memory for local music is increasing. I scout out videos for their performances, buy their CDs, go for their shows. I could just be relearning a whole industry, sometimes outside of the English-speaking world. But that doesn’t explain why I no longer listen to Manu Chao. Maybe I left his music behind on a Thai beach.
I just cleaned out my iTunes library. I had deleted most of my music library a while ago; making way for video editing, never to return. My iTunes was full of dead links. Scrolling through the list of artists I haven’t listened to in a long time, and didn’t miss.
I should ask a friend to recommend some music. But all they ever seem comfortable recommending are podcasts.
I miss those little things I had on the bottom of my tabulas: Currently listening. Currently watching. Currently reading. I should look up a plugin for that.
Currently listening: Nina Simone — The look of love
Currently reading: Zen Cho — Sorceror to the Crown
Currently watching: Catching up on Doctor Who episodes from Matt Smith onwards
Currently browsing: Patrick Flores — Southeast Asia: Art History, Art Today
Currently feeling: kind of productive