8 tracks and dvd's

As I've mentioned before the hardest part about playing chicken is getting the head movements down. They do this rocking thing with their heads from the neck and it's not the easiest imitation. But I digress ... Mortality is the word for the day. Mortality this and mortality that. It's a curious word filled with t's and a m and several vowels. But the meaning of the word is definitely a finality to the human existence within the usual life form we humans take on. As we visit this place called earth and confuse the crap out of our parents for the first twenty years or so it becomes evident that the passage of time and the evolution of music media continue on. It was really Thomas Edison that invented the first iPod. Consisting of a metal dough roller and a needle to record on the metal dough roller the first Dubstep album was completed. He would later invent the cylinder phonograph in 1877 which would lead to the 8 track a few short years later. Thomas was the first of many to "rock out" but he did it before anyone else ever thought of banging their heads or trying to be cool. He would also invent the portable mister to help oneself cool down on a hot summer day. But this was done more out of selfish reasons rather than motivated by a heart for society. His mother called him one of the most selfish people she had ever met up until the day he introduced her to dc voltage while she was taking a bath. Elephants did not fare any better by his experiments with ac current neither. But this had to do with Tesla and his new ac motor. Tesla believed that ac current was a better form of electricity and could be transmitted much simpler and cheaper than dc. It was their collaboration, much later, on several rock albums that the true genius of Edison and Tesla was seen. Highway to Hell and Hell's Bells would become two of their best selling singles under thier synonym AC/DC. But music has taken on many forms in its recorded media. From the Victrola to 8 tracks to bluegrass music our entertainment forms have been varied throughout the years. I, myself, can remember shopping at our old Walmart for single 45's while Mom completed her shopping for the week. With my one dollar allowance I could buy songs from the old Bee Gees (not that Saturday Night Fever stuff - I'm talkin' OOh, You're a Holiday, Everyday) and classics like Queen's Bohemian Rhapsody which was actually sold in two 45's because the song was so long. The second record contained illustrated instructions for proper head banging during the musical interlude found at the 4 minute mark. I still have my signed version from Freddie Mercury stored in a security deposit box at our local bank. It is a shame I had to break it in two to fit in the box but you do what you have to do. My brother would also shop for music and we would yell at each other "Hey, that's mine." or "Get your x?!&ing hands off that 45, it's mine." Or "If you don't put that down I'm gonna cut you." Those were fun days filled with memories of cigarette smoking cashiers who would throw your new found treasure into an old paper bag and ask if there was anything else you were gonna buy. Many of those cashiers are gone now. I like to think they're in a better place like Shopko or JC Penney's but I digress ... Music has changed much now. At this very moment, as I sit here in my boxer's with no shirt on, via the wi-fi, I can download music onto my phone without having to smell a single cigarette. The world continues to turn and the music marches on. Much like a marching band. And we wait in anticipation for the next form of media our music will take on. Someday it may just be implanted wirelessly into our brains via bluetooth or redtooth or greentooth or whatever else color tooth there may me. But it is exciting to dream and imagine where our music will come from. And what experimentation will provide us with our next entertainment. 'Cause we are bored very easily nowadays. It takes a lot for us to get excited about a new song or new artist because every Tom, Sally, and Lachocolate out there is a potential "unknown" just waiting to be discovered. And their 356 youTube videos they've posted of their newest cover songs will guarantee their stardom. Or American Idol or the Voice or Sweden's Got Talent. They'll be found and there's no stopping them. And once their privacy and sanity is gone (Have you seen Taylor Swift lately?) they'll be another name in a long list of names in our pop culture annals. But so goes fame and fortune. And so goes our sanity. As I mentioned so long ago, mortality is the word for the day. Because in the end the music will live on whether it's on a cassette tape or 8 track, digitized and scrutinized. But we are just mortals. And our mortality never outlives the music. So go ahead. Bang your head like there's no tomorrow. Because this could be your last day. And Wayne's World is still the best training video for correctly banging with Bohemian Rhapsody. My name is Rueuhy and I approve this blog.