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Music Defines Us, But Who Made Us?

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I couldn’t begin to image the circle of friends my readers run with, but I will share that my whole life has always had one person in the circle known as the “cool music guy”.

The “cool music guy” can be summed up as a person who has an incredible collection of music, so vast that it can not be completely listened to in any one lifetime, yet somehow they have and still seek out more.

They know things about artists, albums, bands, concerts, managers,  and recording companies that would leave the writers of any “Behind the Music” type show crying and in the fetal position.

They listen to things you don’t understand, things that blow your mind, things that make you “feel things in places that have long laid dormant”.

If you’re lucky enough, they’ll even “turn you on” to something you never thought you’d ever be listening to.

So the other day when I was driving around with my windows down, music blaring, telling the world, “Hey look at me, I’m cool!” I had this thought.

“This music I’m sharing with strangers via their open windows did not come from my personal collection. I didn’t seek out this music. I didn’t discover this band in the back of the music store and think I’ll give it a try. No, this music was given to me by someone. They gave me a CD and said to check it out.”

And it was with that thought that led to another thought, (as they often do).

“If I did just get this music handed to me and I didn’t really earn it or work to find it, can I really go around jamming it out in excess like I’m cool and hip? Doesn’t the credit really lie with the person who gave me this music? Am I really just a poser that would be listening to ‘Eye of the Tiger’ if left to my own resources?”

I turned the radio down, rolled up the windows and drove home.

Upon arriving home I got a book out and started to read.

It occurred to me, “Someone recommended this book to me.”

So I threw the book against the wall and went to the kitchen for a snack.

As I reached for the “squid ink fettucini” it came over me, “Someone said I should try this…”

Who am I?

Egg On,

Ramblin’ Rooster

-Ramble me Rooster-

The answer to last week’s riddle was, “noon”. Scott gets to be the winner again, (only because I thought he meant the Illuminati consisting of Iron Man, Mr. Fantastic, Namor, Black Bolt, Dr. Strange and Professor X).

Tonight’s riddle:

If you pulled out a five dollar bill to buy an eight dollar beer, how short are you?

Submit you’re answer as a comment for the chance to win fabulous make-believe prizes and come back next Sunday for the answer. Good luck!


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  1. Killer comic book reference….very sophisticated.

    I was a big Frank Miller Daredevil/John Byrne X-Men fan so it totally makes me feel ‘cool’ to see the rest of the world catch up to what I thought was cool when I was little, even though reading comic books…not the essence of cool.

    Not that I read comics anymore, pretty dorky if you ask me.


    March 29, 2010 at 4:08 am

    • Michael, then breakout the dork flag, ’cause comic books are totally awesome! A lot of exciting things going on in the world of comics these days. It’s all I can do to wait ’til Wednesday…

      Ramblin' Rooster

      April 5, 2010 at 12:37 am

  2. Well don’t feel bad Rooster. Remember what King Solomon (I had to google that) said in the Old Testament, “there is nothing new under the sun.” And he probably stole that exact line from somebody else. This is why I don’t mind plagiary, infringing on copy write laws, corporate espionage, or in drastic cases, homicide. Where was I? Oh yea, there are no new ideas, only new ways to say the same old shit. And I like the way you say shit so you’re the shit. CLT is the shit too.

    Riddle; Short enough to pickpocket? Cause I wouldn’t pay for my own $8 beer.

    Scott Oglesby

    April 4, 2010 at 9:06 am

  3. Thanks for the props, RR and the very entertaining anecdote. From music to squid ink fettucine, all in one spectacular post.

    Since we all don’t live in a vacuum, I would guess that even our influences are influenced and so on until somebody decides to ruin everyone’s day by saying something like:

    “There are no original ideas anymore.”

    They’re wrong, of course, but it seems so right at the same time. The dark secret is that I, myself, get turned on to music by various music bloggers, critics and friends and family. I just act more like some sort of collater/viaduct for what I think is truly “kickassic,” which is a word I borrowed/stole from someone borrowing/stealing it from someone else.

    The riddle answer:
    I’m not sure. I’d have to look at the exchange rate.

    Capitalist Lion Tamer

    April 4, 2010 at 10:40 pm

    • Capitalist Lion Tamer, your comment is the equivalent to finding out your dad isn’t superman, your mom does “do that”, you’re favorite teacher smokes pot, your uncle, the cop, beats his wife, the Easter Bunny nor Santa isn’t Jesus and there’s a reason no one says your daughter looks like you all rolled into a burrito so big there’s no way to eat it. In other words, I’m devastated. The exchange rate is 1.12% to the dollar.

      Ramblin' Rooster

      April 5, 2010 at 12:47 am

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