Banging my head.

It's 7:45 a.m. and I'm the only one at my office right now, so I'm cranking System of a Down. For those of you who aren't familar with SOAD, they are, um, loud and heavy. Seriously. There are many of you out there who would probably listen to two bars of an SOAD song and run away screaming.

That's because you're old.

Something about me, though: You will not find anyone with a more diverse taste in music. This morning it's SOAD. Yesterday morning it was Patsy Cline. Were I to do an all-song shuffle of what's on my full-to-the-brim, 30-gig iPod, I could get:

Patsy Cline
Robert Cray
Free
Stevie Ray Vaughan
AC/DC
The Fray
G. Love and the Special Sauce
Little River Band (seriously)
Marvin Gaye
Roger Williams
Soundgarden
Allman Brothers
Beatles
Tool
Johnny Cash
Usher
Frank Sinatra
Guns 'N' Roses
Beethoven
The Soundtrack to Urinetown
Gypsy Kings
Audioslave
Billy Squire
Queens of the Stone Age
Stevie Wonder
Led Zeppelin
Count Basie

As they say, variety is the spice of life. The fact that I can always align music with my mood, my mental state, my place and my time is one of life's riches.

I gotta go knock something down now.

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