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porphyryHad to go to the bank this morning for no very good reason—just to incite them to do what they were supposed to have done.
They were playing a local radio station, one devoted to ‘country’ music—‘not that twangy old stuff’ they boast; any music more than ten years old is to be completely rejected as passé—nothing new there. What they played was indeed the ‘new’ country music that sounds just like hip-hop, except for the slight trace of the Scotts-Irish in the speaker’s voice (singer is hardly the right word). He mused on the fantasy of his ideal life. He wanted to become a small-time then large-time drug dealer, then use his wealth and connections to achieve a status with a certain celebrity as a musical performer. Then he would spend money like water on an endless stream of vulgar display, drugs (for his own use rather than re-sale), and impersonal sex. As far as I could tell there was not a hint of irony in the piece’s conceit. All this was presented as legitimately desirable and the listener invited to share the singer’s fantasy.
I came very close to closing the account.
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As as aside, M., who is two years old, undressed herself twice in the time it took to write this.
They were playing a local radio station, one devoted to ‘country’ music—‘not that twangy old stuff’ they boast; any music more than ten years old is to be completely rejected as passé—nothing new there. What they played was indeed the ‘new’ country music that sounds just like hip-hop, except for the slight trace of the Scotts-Irish in the speaker’s voice (singer is hardly the right word). He mused on the fantasy of his ideal life. He wanted to become a small-time then large-time drug dealer, then use his wealth and connections to achieve a status with a certain celebrity as a musical performer. Then he would spend money like water on an endless stream of vulgar display, drugs (for his own use rather than re-sale), and impersonal sex. As far as I could tell there was not a hint of irony in the piece’s conceit. All this was presented as legitimately desirable and the listener invited to share the singer’s fantasy.
I came very close to closing the account.
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As as aside, M., who is two years old, undressed herself twice in the time it took to write this.
