Sometimes I forget. I forget that not everyone's the same as me. Not everyone plays or refs football and soccer, follows internet links for ages without finding the first thing they were looking for, listens to The Bear/K-97/CBC/CJSR, has a supercool red Jeep, chats up the neighbours' dog and cat, etc.
Although I don't listen much anymore, I have to say that CBC-FM is a great radio station. It's especially great to have on your clock radio in the morning. There's no waking up to blaring commercials, inane chatter, and weather reports every 2 minutes...just the cool, calm, soothing, dulset tones of the CBC announcers bringing up annoyingly interesting and diverse trivia about whomever's aria or sonnata is about to be played. Classical music is far more interesting that I ever thought it would be, but I've kind of got out of the habit of listening to it (listening to Joe FM for J'Lyn Nye) - so it takes time to get used to it again.
The other day I was listening to the radio and there were commercials everywhere, so I flipped over to good ol' CBC. Instant soothingliness or soothicity or whatever. Anyway, they were having a poll:
Who would you rather have dinner with...Frederic Chopin or Franz Liszt?
Geez louise, someone has an opinion on this? How would anyone possibly know them well enough to express an opinion on it, let alone a strong or accurate one? Yet, there they were - all giving clear, reasoned responses that I couldn't even start to analyze, remember, agree, or disagree with. But they all cared. How odd.
Odd to me, anyway. That is, until I thought about who I'd like to meet: Churchill, Hitler, Jesus, Trudeau, Rommel, Napolean, Jerry Rice, bin Laden, Castro, Guy LaFleur, Obama, both Bushes, Clinton, Gretzky, Rocket Richard, Shakespeare, Bogart, both Hepburns, MLK, Gloria Steinem, etc, etc, etc.
I can give you strong, reasoned responses about all of them too...and many others, those are just the first few who popped into my head. I guess it's not unusual to like classical music and have an opinion on who you'd like to meet from there. Since I'm out of 'CBC mode', I guess that I've kind of forgotten that they were vastly differing people from different backgrounds, and not just a bunch of spoiled dudes in castles slapping down the beats between polo or cricket matches, or playing with giant chess sets with servants moving the pieces. Even better...servants as the pieces. Fight to the death!
Oh well, live and learn. Or more likely...relearn. For the record, I skimmed the wikipedia pages on both and picked Liszt. I based this upon:
• Chopin once played lullabies to kids to get them to sleep, then hammered some notes to wake them. I'm sensitive about being woken for some reason, so cannot condone this. Plus, sleeping kids are better than rudely awakened kids.
• Liszt in his early years looked like he'd be a chick magnet and would be tossing aside some hot piano groupies.
• Liszt was Hungarian like Keyser Soze.
And yes, that's actually how I make decisions.
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