My ten-year-old son asked me the other day which Spotify playlists I listened to when I was a kid. I started laughing and told him that we didn’t have Spotify back then. And since I had just told him a few days before that none of the games he is playing on his iPhone existed when I was younger, he looked at me long and hard and finally asked, “If you didn’t have any of this stuff, what did you guys have on your iPhones then?” I looked at him equally long and finally said, “We didn’t have iPhones.”
Randle is an interesting character from the perspective of this article because his way of working was reminiscent of a modern music blogger. He was the antithesis of the 1950’s screaming radio jock and his style was very down-to-earth and straightforward, focusing on the artists and their music, not on himself…
If you’re reading this chances are you’re probably in school of some kind and looking for help! If you’re in the library or some common area like a coffee shop, have a look around and see how many people are wearing headphones…
Listening to sad music after losing a loved one, being diagnosed with a terminal illness, or finalizing a divorce might seem counterintuitive, but this somber sounding activity has been proven to help.
I was going to be a doctor – just like my dad – but music kept getting in the way. Whether it was zoning out instead of studying, or skipping school to hang out with Adrian (who had the Yamaha QX1 Sequencer,) the older I got the less interesting academics seemed and the more attractive music became.