[blind-democracy] Re: Carl, a Led Zeppelin song you might like.

  • From: "Roger Loran Bailey" <dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> (Redacted sender "rogerbailey81" for DMARC)
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  • Date: Tue, 8 Jun 2021 11:07:58 -0400

Miriam, it seems to me that you are determined to have someone put you down so you look for ways to interpret a comment as a put down. Let me explain my problem with prudery. Prudery is a problem on two levels, political and personal. On a political level it has to be fought on a political level. Most often, though, there are other political fights that take priority. On a polittical level it takes the form of censorship. As for myself, I may find those so-called fuck books boring, but I have no problem at all with other people reading them. The censor, though, just can't stand it if someone else wants to read that kind of stuff and the objection is not that it is boring either. It is a moral crusade on their part. I think I have mentioned before that I avoid the word moral or its variations like morality because it is most often used to deride other people for minding their own business. And, yes, the political prude just can't stand it if other people are minding their own business. They actually fight for the passage of laws that would keep other people from minding their own business. That is not just censorship of reading material, movies and music. They also want laws to be passed that will prescribe who may have sex with whom under what circumstances and even diown to the sex acts that they may engage in. All of that self righteous interference in other people's business really rankles me. Then there is prudery on a personal level. That can't really be fought politically. But the prudes are really good at making jerks of themselves. It is their self righteous judgementalism. They are in a perpetual state of disapproval about things that are not their business. I have explained my objections to bible thumpers before and these self righteous prudes tend to be bible thumpers too. They are not always so though. I have actually met people whoare in a constant state of disapproval of other people's attitudes toward sex who do not push religion. They still manage to be obnoxious, though, even if it is not obnoxious on a religious level. And I have noticed characteristics that people like that do tend to have in common. Pleease notice that I did use the word tend. Their constant state of disapproval tends to extend to other things that are not related to sex, per se. They will also express disapproval in other people's choices in movies, books, music clothing styles and so forth. It is as if their main goal in life is to make themselves as obnoxious as possible.


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Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is arrived at through disbelief and skepticism, not through a childlike wishing something were so! Your patient's wish to be in God's hands is not truth. It is simply a child's wish—and nothing more! It is a wish not to die, a wish for the eveastingly bloated nipple we have labeled 'God'! Evolutionary theory scientifically demonstrates God's redundancy—though Darwin himself had not the courage to follow his evidence to its true conclusion. Surely, you must realize that we created God, and that all of us together now have killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When Nietzsche Wept
On 6/8/2021 9:54 AM, Miriam Vieni wrote:


I suppose that's what it suggests. It wouldn't have occurred to me, but I think you're right. And I am an old woman so even though I'm not a grandmother because my daughters never had children, if you'd like to call me a prude, you're certainly welcome to do so.  As I said previously, I don't have any quarrel with someone who wants to listen to that kind of music, but I don't like it. To me, it's unpleasant, to say the least.  If that makes me a prude, so be it. You've chosen various other labels for me before which, to your mind are negative. It's not a particularly positive way to relate to fellow list members. It's one thing to give one's opinion on a subject and to discuss the subject and trade opinions. It's a very different thing to derogate the character of the list member who gives the opinion.

On an entirely different subject, you mentioned in one of your messages that you worked in a porn shop. In another message a while ago, you said that you controlled the lights in a bar or nightclub or someplace where there were floor shows. That caused me to wonder. Given the fact that you have a college education and that you are extremely intelligent, why didn't you work in the scientific field or in academia?

Miriam

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*Subject:* [blind-democracy] Re: Carl, a Led Zeppelin song you might like.

Okay, they are suggestive. In Whole Lot of Love I think they are suggestive of anal sex. You still haven't said whether you agree. But so what? Other songs are suggestive of other things. I don't see how it matters. I am curious about whether I am correct about exactly what is being suggested, but, like I said, I like Whole Lot of Love because of it overall sound and I especially like the atonal part. Whatever it is being suggestive about does not distract from that. A lot of explicit description of sex in a novel does distract from that and makes it kind of boring, but in a song whatever is being implied or not implied is irrelevant to the effect of the whole song. Getting upset about sexual implications in a song strikes me as another kind of gratuitousness, gratuitous prudery. It all reminds me of old grandmothers with buttoned up collars up to their chins and high laced boots under their ankle length dresses sitting around tut tutting about them young hussies who have the brazen temerity to walk down the street showing their knees. It all causes me to have the urge to roll my eyes.

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Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is arrived at through disbelief and skepticism, not through a childlike wishing something were so! Your patient's wish to be in God's hands is not truth. It is simply a child's wish—and nothing more! It is a wish not to die, a wish for the eveastingly bloated nipple we have labeled 'God'! Evolutionary theory scientifically demonstrates God's redundancy—though Darwin himself had not the courage to follow his evidence to its true conclusion. Surely, you must realize that we created God, and that all of us together now have killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When Nietzsche Wept

On 6/7/2021 10:16 PM, Miriam Vieni wrote:

    Maybe you're correct in the literal sense. But the words, the
    moans and other vocal sounds are so suggestive, that they might as
    well be explicit.

    Miriam

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    might like.

    Actually, I don't see how you could say that the sex is explicit
    in Whole Lot of Love. It seems to me to be only implied. But I am
    inclined to agree with you about explicit descriptions of sex in
    books. Well, I don't agree in the way you express it. I agree in
    that I can well do without it. That's because it's boring. There
    are only so many body parts that can be rubbed against so many
    body parts and there are only so many ways to describe it. After
    you have read all of those ways to describe it so many times it
    just doesn't engender much interest anymore. Furthermore, I get to
    thinking what the book would be like without the explicit
    description of sex. If the descriptions are only now and then it
    doesn't seem to have much effect and I can read those descriptions
    without getting too bored even if I don't think they are
    necessary. I will admit that sometimes, though, they are important
    to the story, but it seems that for the most part they are
    gratuitous. If they are a major part of the book then they are
    most likely to be majorly gratuitous. In a case like that if the
    descriptions of sex are removed there is not much substance left.
    That shows that the main purpose of the book in question was to
    explicitly describe sex. But I am reminded of something else from
    when I was in the seventh grade. Or it may have been the eighth
    grade. It was some time in junior high school. I don't now
    remember how I came into possession of these, but I did acquire
    some books that were explicitly written as porn. Among the
    students in my school they were called fuck books. The first one I
    read with extreme interest. I can even say that it was
    titillating. The second one was too, but I started to get tired of
    it before I finished. Then I started the third one. Okay, the
    setting had changed and the names of the characters had changed,
    but it was the same old stuff that the other two had in it and I
    found it really boring by that time. I had some more and I may
    have flipped through them, but I didn't care to read more. I just
    passed them all on to someone else who was excited about reading
    the forbidden fruit. I never picked up another one until many
    years later when I found myself with a job as a clerk in a porn
    shop. Most of the porn was in the form of picture books that
    rested on racks that lined the wall and that we called magazines
    even though they were not periodicals. But in the middle of the
    floor there was a bin that contained a pile of those so-called
    fuck books. I flipped through some of them and read a few
    passages, but I quickly saw that it was the same old stuff and
    still just as boring. But back to music. Again, I heard nothing in
    Whole Lot of Love that I would call explicit description of sex
    and I don't think I have heard that in any other song either.
    There are a lot of songs out there that imply sex to one degree or
    another, but I really don't think I have ever heard one that
    actually describes it except, perhaps, some drinking songs sung by
    complete amateurs while more than a little drunk. I have never
    heard it in a commercial recording though.

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    Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is arrived at
    through disbelief and skepticism, not through a childlike wishing
    something were so! Your patient's wish to be in God's hands is not
    truth. It is simply a child's wish—and nothing more! It is a wish
    not to die, a wish for the eveastingly bloated nipple we have
    labeled 'God'! Evolutionary theory scientifically demonstrates
    God's redundancy—though Darwin himself had not the courage to
    follow his evidence to its true conclusion. Surely, you must
    realize that we created God, and that all of us together now have
    killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When Nietzsche Wept

    On 6/7/2021 9:36 PM, Miriam Vieni wrote:

        Well first, I think that when your textbook was referring to
        atonal music, it was talking about classical music, not
        popular music. For people who enjoy traditional classical
        music, that atonal classical music is very jarring and it
        doesn't fulfill the needs that we are accustomed to music
        fulfilling.

        As for the lyrics, and the others which imply explicit sex, I
        find those kinds of songs to be in bad taste. I don't like
        novels which describe sex in explicit detail, that go on for
        paragraph after paragraph. To me, they'repornographic and to
        me, so are songs like the ones whose lyrics you've provided. 
        I don't begrudge anyone who enjoys the books or the songs, but
        to me, they're not enjoyable. To me, sex can be wonderful and
        enjoyable, but it's private. One can allude to it in a book
        without going into detail, just as one can listen to love
        songs without lyrics about the physical dynamics of sexual
        intercourse.

        Miriam

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        *Subject:* [blind-democracy] Re: Carl, a Led Zeppelin song you
        might like.

        I am learning that I really don't like lyrics very much that
        are out of the context of the song they are from. It seems to
        change their meaning or robs them of any meaning at all. I
        also think that a lot of the meaning in the lyrics are
        contained in the way the singer sings them. In Whole Lot of
        Love I think the moaning and gasping quality of Robert Plants
        voice contributes to any meaning the song has. It really does
        imply some kind of sexual ecstasy. Perhaps what divorcing the
        lyrics from the song is really doing is just exposing the
        vacuousness of the songs that are vacuous in the first place. 
        But I went ahead and copied the lyrics for Whole lot of Love.
        First, though, let me mention this. Back when I was about
        twelve years old and in the seventh grade I had a music class.
        The textbook for the class was explaining different kinds of
        music. It mentioned atonal music. It said that some people
        claim to like atonal music, but that they were likely not
        telling the truth. It said that they were most likely trying
        to set themselves apart or just trying to be different. At
        that time I had never heard atonal music as far as I knew, but
        I could not help thinking that the author of that textbook was
        an arrogant jerk. That is, just because he didn't like
        something he just declared that anyone who said that they did
        like it had to be lying. I later found out that the places
        that I would most likely hear atonal music was the background
        music for action and thriller movies. Sometimes when there is
        intense action on the screen they use orchestral atonal music
        as background to heighten the excitement. I still had not
        heard atonal music in the context of a piece of music
        presented as just a piece of music by itself. The first time 
        I ever heard that was in Led Zeppelin's Whole Lot of Love. If
        you listened to even the first part of it you will know that
        it is not all atonal, but as the song progresses it fades into
        atonality. That is the part where Robert Plant, the lead
        singer, starts with the moans and groans. Again,, I think that
        is important to determining what the song is really all about.
        But I found that I did like the atonal part. Just like Dazed
        and Confused my liking of the song has little to do with the
        lyrics. It has to do with the sound of the whole song. But I
        can assure you that even though the atonal part is largely why
        I like the song it has nothing to do with my trying to set
        myself apart or trying to be different. I really do like it.
        Anyway, the point came that I started suspecting that the song
        was about anal sex. Up to a certain point it didn't have to
        be. All this stuff about every inch of my love and way deep
        down inside and so forth could just as well be referring to
        vaginal sex, but the wording just was not quite the way that
        vaginal sex would be expected to be described. The clenches,
        though, was that part right toward the end where the singer
        says, "I want to be your back door man." Back door is exactly
        the phrase that commonly describes anal sex. Anyway, even
        though I think it detracts from whatever meaning the song has
        here are the lyrics:

        You need cooling
        Baby I'm not fooling
        I'm gonna send ya
        Back to schooling

        A-way down inside
        A-honey you need it
        I'm gonna give you my love
        I'm gonna give you my love

        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love

        You've been learning
        Um baby I been learning
        All them good times baby, baby
        I've been year-yearning

        A-way, way down inside
        A-honey you need-ah
        I'm gonna give you my love, ah
        I'm gonna give you my love, ah oh

        Whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love

        You've been cooling
        And baby I've been drooling
        All the good times, baby
        I've been misusing

        A-way, way down inside
        I'm gonna give ya my love
        I'm gonna give ya every inch of my love
        I'm gonna give ya my love

        Hey!
        Alright! Let's go!

        Whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love
        Want to whole lotta love

        Way down inside
        Woman, you need, yeah
        Love

        My, my, my, my
        My, my, my, my
        Lord
        Shake for me girl

        I wanna be your backdoor man
        Hey, oh, hey, oh
        Hey, oh, hey, oh
        Ooh
        Oh, oh, oh, oh

        Cool, my, my baby
        A-keep it cooling baby
        A-keep it cooling baby
        Ah-keep it cooling baby
        Ah-keep it cooling baby
        Ah-keep it cooling baby

        ___

        Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is arrived at
        through disbelief and skepticism, not through a childlike
        wishing something were so! Your patient's wish to be in God's
        hands is not truth. It is simply a child's wish—and nothing
        more! It is a wish not to die, a wish for the eveastingly
        bloated nipple we have labeled 'God'! Evolutionary theory
        scientifically demonstrates God's redundancy—though Darwin
        himself had not the courage to follow his evidence to its true
        conclusion. Surely, you must realize that we created God, and
        that all of us together now have killed him.” ― Irvin D.
        Yalom, When Nietzsche Wept

        On 6/7/2021 4:23 PM, Miriam Vieni wrote:

            Well, if you send the lyrics, I'll hazard an opinion. It's
            hard to hear them and I really don't like listening to
            that kind of music. I started thinking about the lyrics of
            the popular songs of the 30's and 40's that I like and no
            one could ever be confused about their meaning. "All of
            Me", "I Walk Alone" (during WW2),  or folk music like,
            "Kisses Sweeter Than Wine".

            Miriam

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            *Subject:* Re: [blind-democracy] Re: Carl, a Led Zeppelin
            song you might like.

            It was just an acquaintance of mine who was giving me a
            ride. I happened to mention that my two favorite Led
            Zeppelin songs were Dazed and Confused and Whole Lot of
            Love and he told me that Dazed and Confused was
            misogynist. He was male. I had said that I liked the song
            for years without ever having paid attention to the lyrics
            and I think the same applied to him. He heard that line
            about the soul of a woman being created below and jumped
            to the conclusion that it was about all women. Then there
            we were having an argument, a friendly argument in the car
            about the song without either of us knowing very clearly
            what the lyrics actually were. But that inspired me to
            look up the song on You Tube when I got home and I posted
            the link to it here to get the opinions of people on this
            list. Now that I have read the lyrics completely through I
            am even more convinced that I am right. By the way, this
            didn't come up, but I also happen to think that other
            song, Whole lot of Love is about anal sex. Here is the
            link to that one:
            https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQmmM_qwG4k
            <https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQmmM_qwG4k>

            Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is arrived
            at through disbelief and skepticism, not through a
            childlike wishing something were so! Your patient's wish
            to be in God's hands is not truth. It is simply a child's
            wish—and nothing more! It is a wish not to die, a wish for
            the eveastingly bloated nipple we have labeled 'God'!
            Evolutionary theory scientifically demonstrates God's
            redundancy—though Darwin himself had not the courage to
            follow his evidence to its true conclusion. Surely, you
            must realize that we created God, and that all of us
            together now have killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When
            Nietzsche Wept

            On 6/7/2021 3:33 PM, Miriam Vieni wrote:

                Who told you that it's misogynist?  It isn't about all
                women. It's a specific situation. Was the person a woman?

                Miriam

                *From:* blind-democracy-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
                <mailto:blind-democracy-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
                <blind-democracy-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
                <mailto:blind-democracy-bounce@xxxxxxxxxxxxx> *On
                Behalf Of *Roger Loran Bailey (Redacted sender
                "rogerbailey81" for DMARC)
                *Sent:* Monday, June 7, 2021 3:07 PM
                *To:* blind-democracy <blind-democracy@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
                <mailto:blind-democracy@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>
                *Subject:* [blind-democracy] Re: Carl, a Led Zeppelin
                song you might like.

                Since Stairway to Heaven came across so entirely
                different to me when I heard it without the music and
                without it being sung I decided to look up the lyrics
                to Dazed and Confused too. I can report that even
                though it came across entirely differently without the
                music and being sung too my interpretation of it
                remains the same. It appears to be the point of view
                of a man who is being emotionally abused by a woman
                and he is so addicted to her that he keeps coming back
                for more abuse. And I still don't think it is the
                least bit misogynist. But I am still not into poetry
                and I really prefer both of these songs as songs
                rather than as poetry. Here are the lyrics to Dazed
                and Confused:

                Been dazed and confused
                For so long, it's not true
                Wanted a woman, never bargained for you
                Lotsa people talkin',
                Few of them know
                Soul of a woman was created below, yeah

                You hurt and abuse,
                Tellin' all of your lies
                Run 'round, sweet baby, lord, how they hypnotize
                Sweet little baby, I don't know where you been
                Gonna love you, baby, here I come again

                Every day I work so hard, bringin' home my hard-earned pay
                Try to love you, baby, but you push me away
                Don't know where you're goin',
                Only know just where you've been
                Sweet little baby, I want you again

                Ah, ah, ah, ah
                (Did you ever look up my woman)
                Ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah-ah
                Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah, ah
                Ahh, ah, ah, ah, ah
                Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhh, ahh
                Oh, yeah, alright, alright
                Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah-ah-ah, ah-ah-ah, ah
                Ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah, ah-ah

                Oh, I don't like when you're mystifyin' me
                Oh, don't leave me so confused, now
                Whoa, baby

                Been dazed and confused for so long, it's not true
                Wanted a woman, never bargained for you
                Take it easy, baby,
                Let them say what they will
                Tongue wag so much when I send you the bill,
                Oh, yeah, alright

                ___

                Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is
                arrived at through disbelief and skepticism, not
                through a childlike wishing something were so! Your
                patient's wish to be in God's hands is not truth. It
                is simply a child's wish—and nothing more! It is a
                wish not to die, a wish for the eveastingly bloated
                nipple we have labeled 'God'! Evolutionary theory
                scientifically demonstrates God's redundancy—though
                Darwin himself had not the courage to follow his
                evidence to its true conclusion. Surely, you must
                realize that we created God, and that all of us
                together now have killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When
                Nietzsche Wept

                On 6/7/2021 1:02 PM, Carl Jarvis wrote:

                    Roger,

                      I listened to the song twice, and I confirmed what I was 
afraid has

                    happened.  While I still seem to hear normal conversation, 
my hearing

                    has changed to the point that the music garbles the lyrics. 
 The only

                    clear words I got came at the very end, "And she's buying 
the stairway

                    to heaven".

                    I used to have above average hearing, but in some 
situations where

                    multiple sounds mix together, I'm having a difficult time 
following

                    one thread.  I'll need to find a link that takes me to just 
the lyrics

                    before I can comment on them.

                    Along with living 86 years comes this darned thing called 
"The Aging

                    Process", a nice way of saying that our parts are wearing 
out.  When

                    we first bought our get away cabin out here in the Wilds of 
the Great

                    Olympic Peninsula in 1987, I could stand on the deck and 
hear what

                    sounded like a sizzling.  It was very faint, and in the 
city it was

                    not even noticeable.  Today, some 34 years later, the 
sizzle has grown

                    to the point that it is always noticeable.  Many little 
changes keep

                    showing up.  While we felt that we were forcced to retire a 
year

                    earlier than we had planned, I can't imagine that I would 
be an

                    encouraging sight to an older, newly blind client watching 
me hobble

                    up to their door.  Remember, most blind folks have varying 
degrees of

                    useful vision.   As my dear old neighbor used to tell me 
when I asked

                    her how she was doing, "My get up and go has got up and 
went."


                    Carl Jarvis




                    On 6/7/21, Carl Jarvis<carjar82@xxxxxxxxx>  
<mailto:carjar82@xxxxxxxxx>  wrote:

                        Thanks for the comments and suggestions, Roger.

                        I do use You Tube for lots of off-beat music.  Paul 
Robeson for

                        example.  One of my personal human rights heroes, as 
well as the

                        greatest baritone ever.

                        I have a shelf above my computer that holds about 120 
CD's.  Most of

                        them have only been played once.  Collecting them over 
several years

                        seemed like a good idea, but playing them while working 
became too

                        distracting.  Pulling up You Tube is easier when I take 
a break and

                        relax.

                        I'll let you know any thoughts next time I listen to 
Led Zeppelin and

                        the lyrics to Stairway to Heaven.

                        Carl Jarvis


                        On 6/6/21, Roger Loran Bailey<dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>  
<mailto:dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>  wrote:

                            Carl, you really ought to listen to the lyrics. It 
is disdainful of the

                            woman who thinks all that glitters is gold and her 
temerity at trying to

                            buy the stairway to heaven. All of that seems to 
mesh with the kind of

                            things you habitually say. As for buying it, 
frankly, I haven't been

                            willing to actually pay for music since I was a 
teenager. Anyway, even

                            if I did have any lingering lust for paying for 
music I don't need to.

                            Just like I was able to call up this one by typing 
in a very few search

                            terms I can call up pretty much any other piece of 
music I might want to

                            hear. You can too. Just go to You Tube and enter 
the name and band name

                            of your choice and in short order you will be 
hearing that big band

                            music you like. There are other choices too. Even 
though I knew about it

                            I had not really listened to much death metal music 
until I downloaded

                            the Tapin radio software for free. I did a search 
there and found

                            several death metal stations that play around the 
clock with no

                            commercials. I found out that I rather like death 
metal. Now I can find

                            the same stations on my Victor reader. And, oh, I 
think I can just about

                            guarantee that you wouldn't like any examples of 
death metal. Led

                            Zeppelin and Black Sabbath are really tame in 
comparison.



                            ___


                            Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, "is 
arrived at through

                            disbelief and skepticism, not through a childlike 
wishing something were

                            so! Your patient's wish to be in God's hands is not 
truth. It is simply

                            a child's wish—and nothing more! It is a wish not 
to die, a wish for the

                            eveastingly bloated nipple we have labeled 'God'! 
Evolutionary theory

                            scientifically demonstrates God's redundancy—though 
Darwin himself had

                            not the courage to follow his evidence to its true 
conclusion. Surely,

                            you must realize that we created God, and that all 
of us together now

                            have killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When Nietzsche 
Wept

                            On 6/6/2021 5:23 PM, Carl Jarvis wrote:

                                You're right, Roger.  While I am not a fan of 
the lead singer, the

                                overall effect is soothing.  And they don't 
become frantic at the end.

                                Some groups just can't help themselves.  They 
create a soothing sound

                                that flows through my Soul...and suddenly they 
go bananas.  I have to

                                admit, I listened to the total effect, not the 
lyrics.  And the total

                                effect was fine.  So I browsed a number of Led 
Zeppelin songs, and

                                found that I would never pay for any Led 
Zeppelin albums.

                                The problem is within me.  I grew up with the 
Big Band sound, and went

                                along with the goosey loosey music of the 
fifties.  I was moved by

                                much of the creativeness of the sixties and 
seventies, but struggled

                                with Hip Hop and Grunge.  And as far as Rap 
goes...it can go.  Write

                                me a short poem telling me your troubles, but 
please don't put it to

                                music and snarl out the lyrics over and over 
and over...

                                Actually there is not much music that I don't 
care for.  I enjoy

                                Country, especially the older forties and 
fifties, and I love

                                Classical...excluding Chamber Music, and most 
Jazz except the stuff

                                that goes piddling around and wanders off in 
four directions at once.

                                Did I forget Blue Grass?  There's just not much 
I don't like.  But if

                                it jars my nerves...well that's not music to me.

                                But thanks for showing me that even a group 
that I have avoided, even

                                they have some redeeming grace.


                                Carl Jarvis


                                On 6/5/21, Roger Loran 
Bailey<dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>  <mailto:dmarc-noreply@xxxxxxxxxxxxx>  
wrote:

                                    Carl, okay, you didn't like Dazed and 
Confused. I am pretty sure you

                                    probably would not like much else that Led 
Zeppelin ever did either.

                                    However, there is one Led Zeppelin song 
that I think you just might

                                    like. I said that I had never paid 
attention to the words in Dazed and

                                    Confused before, but in this one the words 
are so clear and so out

                                    front

                                    that it would be difficult to listen to it 
without paying attention to

                                    it. Furthermore I think you just might be 
in agreement with the

                                    sentiments expressed in this one. It is 
certainly disdainful of greed

                                    and privilege. It is Stairway to Heaven. 
Let me know if you do like

                                    this

                                    one from Led 
Zeppelin:https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkF3oxziUI4  ;
<https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkF3oxziUI4>


                                    --

                                    Irvin D. Yalom “Truth," Nietzsche continued, 
"is arrived at through

                                    disbelief and skepticism, not through a 
childlike wishing something

                                    were

                                    so! Your patient's wish to be in God's 
hands is not truth. It is simply

                                    a child's wish—and nothing more! It is a 
wish not to die, a wish for

                                    the

                                    eveastingly bloated nipple we have labeled 
'God'! Evolutionary theory

                                    scientifically demonstrates God's 
redundancy—though Darwin himself had

                                    not the courage to follow his evidence to 
its true conclusion. Surely,

                                    you must realize that we created God, and 
that all of us together now

                                    have killed him.” ― Irvin D. Yalom, When 
Nietzsche Wept







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