Jennie Kang   Jennie Kangs blog

I fucking love Rehab. The bartender song is of course my favorite. I am listening to Pandora internet radio today and jamming out while I take care of some online work I need to get done. Now it is time for some country music. I need relaxing music to work to. When I clean I usually listen to something more up beat but today it is definitely country music time. I don’t have a particular genre of music that I listen to. I really love all music, except for Mexican Polka. That shit suck ass.

Sometimes I get in the mood for Miami latin style music. Usually that is only when I feel like dancing merenge or something. It is always better when I have a partner, but I don’t have to have one to just enjoy myself dancing around my house. My friends say my taste in music is random, but it is really eclectic rather then random. I think having a wide variety gives me something a little more than being stuck in one box. I don’t really like labels and for some reason the music a person listens to tends to label them as one thing or another.

Why does radio play all the music with no introductions or no announcements at the end so you know the name of the song and the band who sang it? This is so frustrating to listen for 20 minutes in the car and have no idea who sangs all the songs you just heard. It makes me want to start a radio station and hire disk jockeys who will talk and give you information instead of those infantile guys in the mornings who use third grade humor to “entertain” everyone stuck in traffic.

Some jackass drove by my house this morning with his windows down and his sound system blaring way too loud. In this heat he should have the windows up and his air conditioning blasting – not his stereo. It’s probably broken and he can’t afford to get the A/C fixed. But he can sure drive around with his ghetto blaster bothering everybody. I love music and all, but not his damn music!

Cumbersome by Seven Mary Three

Sober by Tool