Time And Music

I have been listening to Santigold and wondering why I don’t listen to her more and the answer is I don’t listen to any one more, that music works mostly through repetition but I can’t work repitition’s wonder on music anymore. Santigold’s “Who I Thought You Were” from earlier this year is a masterful synth pop dream of a song, but other songs take time to reveal themselves and there are just too much to listen to. I can’t spend the time.

This week’s Free Cake For Every Creature album is terrific I think, think but I have only listened to it a number of times, maybe five,  all the way through so who knows how it would react under pressure. Better? Worse? After the two biggie tracks, the rest I can’t get a firm handle on.

Back to Santigold, listening to the setlist I realized how much better I know her 2008 debut than her almost its equal 99 cent. The difference wasn’t quality but time to listen and listen, I can’t deal with repeat listening, there isn’t enough hours in the day.

The difference been 2016 and 2008 is not length but breadth, we listen a little to everything but since the god’s of repetition can not save us, we listen to something new, we go for the easily digested because we don’t have time for  the hard to hear. Everything is louder, everything is harsher, everything is grabbing you by the lapels because all they have is this one minute and then we have to move on to the next album.

The cost of streaming is a lack of concentration. we will never be the same and I at least one way, the price is priceless.