When Mondays and Fridays Collide
Things are not supposed to go this wrong on Fridays. Fridays are supposed to be the antidote to Mondays. What the hell good is any of it if you can’t tell one from the other? This morning was a clusterfuck filled with all manner of hassle and aggravation, only some of which was self-inflicted. A day like this requires musical medicine, so I turned to my iPod.
First, I tried going for some uplitfing and upbeat music. I tried The Word and a little Robert Randolph and The Family Band. That didn’t do the trick so I tried looking for something reassuring like Guster’s “Hang On” from Ganging Up on the Sun. It sounded wonderful in all it’s lossless glory but that still wasn’t getting the job done.
What’s left? Metallica. “Harvester of Sorrow.” Perfect.
The morning didn’t get better, but I was able to take a little frustration out by raising my fist and yelling… metaphorically speaking, of course.
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