music stuff
Jan. 9th, 2003 01:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
So, here's the thing. I don't remember my parents listening to music when I was a child, though I had my own records (_The Carrot Seed_, Sesame Street, Beatrix Potter, Disco Duck, the disco version of Wizard of Oz, _Inch by Inch_, and myriad other things I could sing but not name). However, in high school I reinvestigated my parents record collection, and interrogated them a bit: turns out some of my most instinctively favorite musicians are the ones they listened to the most before I was old enough to notice. So now, due to a steady diet of Davis, Mingus, Monk, and Brubeck as a child, jazz is comfortable for my ears in a way it doesn't seem to be for most of my friends, even those who love the stuff. I'm not particularly good at playing it (can't solo worth a fucking shit, would be the problem), but the rhythms are instinctive, and if I'm listening, the next note always seems like a natural choice. Even when it's deliberately perverse. But I couldn't claim to know the genre, other than in the sketchiest of ways. In fact, when I try to increase my conscious knowledge of what's going on, my subconscious tends to reach new levels of ingenuity in getting me to forget it. I wonder if everybody has stuff they're like that about.