listening to music, proper

I often have a difficult time listening to music. This is both sad and pretty pitiful. I love music. It's truly essential. But I somehow can't spare the precious time to listen to a forty-five minute album I've waited for and anticipated. And it's not for the same reason I never finished Salinger's Raise High... - wanting to hold something back. No, I'm talking new-ish albums by fleet foxes, MGMT, one of the countless Pinback side projects. For someone who loves music dearly, why the issue? I'm baffled, shamed and inaudiblely un-excused.

real taste vs. flavored taste

This is a sham. I suppose some "flavored" things taste like the real thing. Can't think of a single one really. The worst offender is peach. I love peaches. Love "peach flavor" too. But they're in no way similar. The smell is even different. Both nice and good and fine. But not similar. What they should do is come up a way to have peach flavored peaches. That would be the best ever. Like, ever.

finding new music - "but it sounds like coldplay"

Pains me to say this but some of the silly teeny bopper shows are excellent for finding new music. Usually, bands that oddly sound a lot like Coldplay. Shows like gossip girl, one tree hill and the o.c. The producers must have slews of young, hipster cool-ies going to little dives in NYC and Portland and finding these guys, offering to put them on this "hot new hip cool show! yea!" before they get big time. Then after they reach moderate fame, they're back on these same shows - see cutie, death cab for; mouse, modest; airwaves, angels and; etc; etc. Really though, the "new music", it all sounds like Coldplay. All of them. They all sound like Coldplay.

wasting time

How much time does the average human waste in a day? A week, a year? It's disgraceful. And I am the world's worst. Every day, I have, oh, 20 or 30 things I might want/need to do. Not major things, I'm talking about minor things - do some laundry, work on a story, begin a new story, organize photos, clean the basement, dye my hair, listen to new music, read something, experiment in the kitchen, etc., etc. These are everyday things. But I reach a point, and think it's going to take too long, that I don't have enough time to do that, any one of dozens of minor little... "things" - most of which are enjoyable, or at least meaningful and rewarding. Is it just me? What a waste, what a #?@$-ing waste.