Since last year I throw in a musical adventure seeking, above all, expand my border when it comes to groups, albums and songs heard. So I decided to find a list of the good book "1001 Albums to be heard before mori r" and I decided to listen to everyone. The thousand and one disc. Each and every one at least once.
The theme was simple, I agencies to disk, loaded the mp3 and played it in a car while driving. Because, admittedly, but the car have deprived me of those times killed in the taxi that serve dramatically to read the newspaper or a good book, I was rewarded with other traffic downtime where you can not read but You can hear a good song.
Now as he seasons the subject, including discs made always put any Beatles or Led Zeppelin are more than ever and always you out of any trouble. So, after a good drive, I could hear the classics of all life and driving in Lima was a delight to me.
That was the mechanics. And it works well. Sure, there are always albums that you have to listen to power of perseverance more than happy that I honestly do not fully understood what they did to earn their place on the list. Such as "Emergency on Planet Earth " by Jamiroquai I heard the other day and it turned out to be a mess inedible. But discipline, then. If I was going to hear all the full albums at least once, because I had to listen. If he did he would be worse. That would have forced me to have to listen to it again and, frankly, I prefer to throw the car in the middle way of allowing having to listen to that album.
Now, in this exercise I have been reunited with old jewelry and I find great things like this group is so good that seventies and his album Spirit Twelve Dreams of Dr. sardonicus . And of course, there have been no surprises as the disk of Stripped Christina Aguiler a. One, who knows much, sees him and thinks it is difficult for the Aguilera has done something that is part of the 1001. But listen to the record and - noblesse oblige - you have to recognize that it is a very good.
These small satisfactions are what brings me here.
So understand, that when I saw that the list included the record of Justified Justin Timberlake I prepared to receive a surprise as that of Aguilera. A record that, based on my prejudices had ever heard but after passing it once was to receive an acknowledgment of my part of the quality and capacity of the artist.
Well I was wrong.
The album is shit. Pazguatón very fussy and I had to blow it over for the same reason that I blew Jamiroquai that of (if not the first listen well, then maybe you'll do the latter). So Justified stated. And, really, as I listened to was not "justification " size for any nonsense. Second by second, over three round trips to my office, the blessed record was trickling down every corner of the cabin of my car, soaking every inch of the honeyed melody and showing their total irrelevance in the silence that announced the end of each song and oh! the beginning of the next.
Thirteen tracks recorded the bitch and the last nearly five minutes.
And then something happened that confirmed my belief that everyone has a guardian angel who loves us very much.
Powering the last chord of this album, suddenly began a chord known. A chord heard not once but several times, a chord belonging to a song from an album that is a perennial inhabitant of my mp3. In the darkest hour of my musical adventure, when it had been lifeless face the brunt of American idiocy pop, Led Zeppelin came to my rescue and a good Good Times, Bad Times redeemed me and pulled kicking from all over my car the last memories what was the album that Timberlake boy.
And as an extra measure of manhood, the next disc was the black disk Metallica. Life and gnomes who run the system disk aletorio Kenwood car achiever I underwent intensive therapy that has made me rock back to equanimity. Wise gnomes otherwise. I mean, so to speak.
Sunday, looking out of a tight parking spot by the passenger door, he got so great kick to usb mp3 replaced and that was the host of all the records I hear these days are missing. This great loss has led to the suspension indefinite musical adventure. Or maybe it was the punishment for having gnomes have to touch that disk of yore. Who knows.
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