“Yes,” was my immediate reply, followed by a pause. “The others are not.”
“What are you listening to?” is my go-to icebreaker (“What do you do for a living?” and “What are you up to these days?” are average questions that fetch average answers). But when I was asked the question on Sunday, I found myself at a loss for words.
I am listening to a lot of blues these days, albums from the '60s that inspired the bands that once inspired me — “The Three Kings”: Albert King, B.B. King, Freddie King. It amounts to aspirational listening — I'm hoping to graduate from dog-paddling in the kiddie pool to doing the front crawl in the deep end. The listening isn't without pleasure, but the focus of attention on technique tends to keep me cool where once I was prone to fevers of passion.
|"Michael rowed the boat ashore, ah-lay...[repositions fingers]...LOOO-yah!"|
But mostly I'm listening to podcasts — lots and lots of podcasts. About which, more later...