One of the disadvantages to carpooling in a car that isn't mine is that the unwritten rules of the road dictate that I have no control over the radio selection.
As a consequence, I've been exposed to more country music than any sane person should have to tolerate, and let me tell you -- it's *stupid*. Okay, I'm not going to claim that my preferred music choices are lyrical genius, but at least metal will throw out some bitchin' instrumentation, and god help the world, some electric guitars with different settings. Country music instrumentation blurs so homogenously together that it can't possibly distract from the stupid lyrics.
Also, the radio station in question apparently has a rule that no more than six songs can be in their rotation at any given time. If I hear a song in the morning on the way in, it's almost 100% that I'll hear it in the evening on the way out.
I was going somewhere with all this, I think, but I appear to have lost my train of thought, so I'm going to settle with having bitched and hope that makes me feel slightly better about the universe.
As a consequence, I've been exposed to more country music than any sane person should have to tolerate, and let me tell you -- it's *stupid*. Okay, I'm not going to claim that my preferred music choices are lyrical genius, but at least metal will throw out some bitchin' instrumentation, and god help the world, some electric guitars with different settings. Country music instrumentation blurs so homogenously together that it can't possibly distract from the stupid lyrics.
Also, the radio station in question apparently has a rule that no more than six songs can be in their rotation at any given time. If I hear a song in the morning on the way in, it's almost 100% that I'll hear it in the evening on the way out.
I was going somewhere with all this, I think, but I appear to have lost my train of thought, so I'm going to settle with having bitched and hope that makes me feel slightly better about the universe.
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