Anger is a brief madness. HORACE
Lately, in an effort to slay my latent and expressed anger, I've been writing and raving and singing. Yes, singing. My life requires a soundtrack, always. Particularly one I can sing to. Even my anger. Especially my anger.
When I'm angry there are dozens of potentially suitable songs which could be played. But I've noticed over the years there are four that play during every outburst. These are them.
"All Apologies" - Nirvana
"Behind Blue Eyes" - The Who
"Basket Case" - Green Day
"Destroyer" - The Kinks
It's all further evidence that I'm trapped in Stuart Smalley's hell and it makes me angry.
I should say no matter my mood I will belt these out if I hear them. Like right now. I'm singing while I write this.
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