Of music and noise

I don’t listen to music very often. When I do it has my full attention.

Everywhere we go these days we hear music in the background: in malls, restaurants, grocery stores, theater lobbies; even outdoor city sidewalks have music poured onto them like some sort of sweet, gooey corporate confection.

When I ride in a friend’s car and he has the radio turned on very low I want to reach over and shut it off. Or, turn it up and stop talking.

Elevators and telephone on-hold music are the worst, of course. That’s satanic torture, mind-numbing and inescapable.

What idiocy have we subscribed to? Why must we be soothed, excited or pummeled by music everywhere we go?

Most of the time I just want the world to be quiet. Silence is bliss. It’s the only way I can hear myself think.

When I want to hear music I decide which music, when, where and how.

And then I will actually listen to it, giving it my full attention and allowing it to fill me.

I love music. It deserves more respect than ambient noise.

 

Author: Dave

Dave Williams is a radio news/talk personality originally from Sacramento, now living in Dallas, Texas, with his wife, Carolann. They have two sons and grandsons living in L.A.

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