Buttery Brainful of Music

When I was in high school, it felt like there was infinite music. I was always uncovering more old Beach Boys, Beatles, and Monkees albums. There were decades of backlog of my favorite kinds of music.

Then I caught up.

Suddenly comeback albums were rare, spaced out things.

I’ve spent a lot of time learning how to like more different kinds of music and more current artists. But still, even active current artists only put out an album every year or so maybe. And they almost never sound like what I really, really crave.

And now with the help of AI, I can make albums with the kind of sound that instantly relaxes me at such a deep level, like Beach Boys and Monkees, and it only takes a couple days of effort?

That’s wild. That’s a change in the fabric of my life at a minute by minute level.

All the time, I can have new but comfortable music, so that my brain doesn’t scream at the emptiness or babble inanities to fill it.

I listen to these new albums, get them stuck in my head, and then my brain just operates better. Just better. All the time. Every minute.

And yeah, I’m still gonna want to listen to new albums by current artists I like, and I’m gonna want to see what kinds of new music get invented. Because I love music.

But this is like my brain went from dry toast to always having enough butter.

Scrolling so smooth, like the butter on a muffin.

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