Sometimes this serves a purpose. For example, when I was writing my dissertation I had certain playlists on my iPod that I would use as background inspiration. My favorite was the complete Led Zeppelin collection. What better way to pump yourself up than with "Black Dog," "The Ocean," and the "D'yer Mak'er"? Around the time "Kashmir" came on (my favorite Zeppelin song ever) I knew I had been cranking for a while.
Other favorite playlists included Talking Heads, Dave Matthews Band, and U2, and of course the Beatles. Perhaps I hoped listening to all these great lyricists would rub off on me.
So, treading the trodden trails of your old favorites is wonderful and all, but sometimes you need to break out and try some new music. A couple weeks ago I attended the UU Coffeehouse concert, not out of interest in the band (which I had never heard of), but as something to do on a Saturday night with the kids. Much to our delight, Storyhill, was, well, a delight. (My kids especially loved noting that one of the singers looks just like the dad of one of their friends.)
Then on another weekend I made another wonderful new discovery thanks to the UU Coffeehouse series, this one held at the Columbia Museum of Art: Andy Friedman. He's been on a continuous loop in my car for the past week. Oops, there's that rut again, but I can't get enough of his song, "Roll On, John Herald":
Then this morning a friend posted on Facebook a song I'd never heard of by an artist I'd never heard of accompanied by another (apparently famous) artist I'd also never heard of, commenting that she could listen to the song on repeat for hours. I have to admit, I agree.
It's always good to discover new music. It's always good to get out of those ruts.
