Holy Shit I'm "Productive"

So I'm on a mission and that mission is to listen to one album a day; actually that's a little misleading. I'm going to listen to at least one album that I don't normally listen to or have not delved into as deeply as I'd like to or an album I haven't listened to in a while. See I'm the type of music listener who gets into grooves and stays there; like this whole summer basically I've been on a singer-songwriter kick. Dylan, Neil Young, Leonard Cohen, CSN (&Y), ect ect. Which I'm fine with because when you're in the mood (for a song, an album, an artist) and it kicks in and you turn the volume up, there is no better feeling in the whole wide universe. But lately I've felt like I'm in a rut and I can't get out; you can't just go from a three month stint of "Mr. Tambourine Man" and then crank some Slayer. So instead I'm just gonna force myself to like stuff (inside reference; I'm reluctant to call it a joke since it's not funny.) Today I played My Bloody Valentine's Loveless, which I haven't heard a lot (one time I feel asleep listening to it and you tend to not like albums that put you to sleep but I always forget that I hadn't slept for like 28 hours before that listen but you always blame everyone but yourself.) and I listened to an Urge Overkill record, that I used to love, yesterday. And so thus my project (this is my idea of a project and that is sad; Amish people build barns, I listen to record. I like mine better but it's not as ambitious.) was born. I'm gonna listen to an album a day give or take and see where this goes. I'm actually sorta excited about it. I was looking through my albums (and holy fuck I got a lot) and many of there are still basically unknown to me (see what I mean about the rut factor.) So this mean all those shitty burned cds some guy gave me will finally get a full listen and that double album of feedback and whale noises will get played too. Yippee.

So I encourage you to do the same (I also encourage you to do drugs, grow your hair out, drop out of school, torch bomb a government building, vote, drink your milk, kill your idols, drive sensibly, treat your mother right (Mr. T knows), read Ginsberg, and go to bed before midnight.) What's the worst that could happen? You listen to a shitty record (by the by I'm not telling you to pull out all your old records since I know some people don't sell shit back so don't bust out your Limpbizquik albums just yet)? Maybe but you could also discover a lost treasure in your collection that you're more apt to enjoy now or just forgot about its awesomeness. You (I'm just guessing based on what I do) probably listen to a minimum of five albums a day; make this one of them and you're not losing much. Or don't listen to me.What the fuck do I know?