#I like to think it disturbs the neighbors when I start Tosca over again from the top while cooking

[lokifreign]

hearing aids and music. it took time, a month or so, to really bring the two together. for a while I'd take them out to listen to music; it just didn't gel, it didn't work. over time my brain adjusted and leaned toward wanting all those frequencies instead of trying to shut them out or disclaim them.

would have imagined I'd go to all the teenage albums, but instead I've been bingeing Cab Calloway, Steely Dan, and various operas lately, more or less nonstop. Also a lot of Halvorsen arrangements for folk instruments.

Last week it was 100% early 20th century blues, like coffee can recordings. Victoria Spivey, Dick Justice, Cleo Brown, Woody Guthrie, Hank Williams. Some warblers. A not-insignificant Harry Chapin blip for a minute, before that, I have no shame about it; I think Lisa Germano might have actually swerved me into the Chapin. Somehow.

younger me would be so confused

I still don't like stuff I didn't like before, but the need to variegate my audio environment has come on, strong. Seems loud, too, but according to the sliders I'm less than half. Huh.

have people been tolerating the loudness of my media all this time