He About to Lose Me

You know how people have their musical tastes? Each person’s collection is their sonic persona. Here’s somethings people might say about it:

“When you hang out with that one guy, he always plays heavy metal and that other guy is such a douche, he’s always dancing to dubstep and wobbling about. Belt buckles and country music, lets buy a truck. Those stupid top forty bitches, don’t even get me started on the scavenging dudes into it. Techno? umph sa umph sa, get a life. Or better yet, put that glowstick… I just don’t get hip hop. What are they saying and why does any one give a shit? My jeans crammed my balls so far up into my stomach that indie rock sounds good some how. Relates to my voice I guess. Yea, I get it, classic rock is epic…in a way that relates more to your parents generation than your dull life. Grunge, needles. You’re cool if you like jazz, but you also have crapy taste. Ambient music is like listening to me while I’m sleeping. Only shallow people with no sense of self are gullible enough to appreciate pop music. No, its all about the real thing, rock and roll is the beginning. Hey bro, lets get really stoned, don some fake dreads and listen to some reggae. Fuck you, I have a mowhawk and I’m hardcore, punk.”

It could go on, in fact it might be a really fun project to see how many music styles you can rip on in one paragraph. I know I missed about 2o million styles in that one, wait wait just one more, “Driving down the highway at half the speed of everyone else, silver hair pulled back tight in a bun with the orange glow of her Mercedes speedometer at her knuckles, she thinks, someone had better give me a ravishing compliment on my diamond necklace tonight at the symphony or he’s done. Bradley, her husband, notices her anguished face and says she shouldn’t be so easily read. Anyone who doesn’t notice the magnificent beauty you possess is a peasant and lacks the knowledge of true class. His hand retracts from a flippant gesture to rest on his pin striped thigh”.

Um, what was I writing about again? Oh yea. I like the music of Britney Spears. Well at least one of her songs is really good I can say. Its titled “He About to Lose Me“. I think her voice works really well with this song and it strays pretty far away from what little I’ve heard of her stuff. It actually has some feeling and its really really sad. Its about a girl at a club who has her guy at home, but she’s going to give him up for some random dude in the moment. She doesn’t believe that her guy at home really loves her. That’s it though. The rest is up to your imagination. Its sad she’s making that choice and its sad that the guy is being betrayed.

I haven’t been one for long distance relationships, but since I moved from NYC, I’ve made a point to keep in contact with all my friends. I love them and the are multitudes of greatness. I’ve typed 12 different sentences to try to describe how each one of them has helped me through my difficult break-up with Robin but can’t seem to capture it. That one will have to do. Jenny and I were chatting about things to do to rid yourself of that low grade chronic sadness. She suggested watching something really sad and heartbreaking. After writing a song of my own and putting together a music video to help induce enough sadness to cry, this Britney Spear’s song is actually doing it better for me. I listened to it on repeat while writing this blog. You can hate all you want, everyone does.