So, basically...

First of all, I miss my cds. Since I've decided to treat my car like a tinker toy once again, it's been in the shop for about two weeks. My music is in there (well, not mine per se, other artists'...well, you get the idea), and I'm itching like a junkie.

Dad's been driving me to work in the meantime. It's not so bad -- we crank up Bobby Darin, talk about the difference between music now, and music "then"...where the industry is headed (or sadly NOT headed)...there's a lot of stuff I never knew about Darin, that I'm glad I know now. I knew he almost had a steady relationship with Connie Francis (they should have gotten together. I'm upset about this. Francis was incredible--Sandra Dee can't hold a candle to her)...but I didn't know that Connie had said that not marrying Darin was the biggest mistake of her life (her father didn't approve of him), and that made me kind of sad. Part of me wishes they would have eloped anyway, but then Darin would have probably been murdered instead of passing from blood poisoning later on in life (considering Francis' father once chased Bobby Darin away from her with a gun). Yeesh. I also never knew he had a genius-level I.Q., and that when he died there was no funeral - his body was donated to UCLA for medical research.

Anyway...

One of the only cds I still have on me that isn't in my car is Bjork's "Post", and I was listening to All The Modern things the other day, and it reminded me of one of the conversations Dad and I had on the way to work last week. I looked up one of her past interviews from Review back in 1994, and I loved how she expressed her inspiration for that song. She said:

"It's about how the modern things like cars and such, or computers and all that, have always existed. They've just been waiting in a mountain for the right moment, and have been listening to the irritating noises - dinosaurs and people outside - and now it's their turn to come out and multiply. I thought it was really funny. I don't know - I might be the only one laughing."

And then I read another excerpt from an interview back in 2002, and one of my favorite parts is when she says:
"I do believe in the power of music to change things. I do sometimes feel like I'm the only one left who believes that."

It makes me sad to think that those sentiments are now endangered in our creative society.
No one's pushing the envelope anymore. Whatever happened to that?

...and then I listened to Joga off of "Homogenic".
And when it ended, I hit "repeat".