{"id":337,"date":"2004-04-24T10:42:24","date_gmt":"2004-04-24T14:42:24","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/blogs.law.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2004\/04\/24\/good-music-bad-music-and-saving-lives\/"},"modified":"2004-04-24T10:42:24","modified_gmt":"2004-04-24T14:42:24","slug":"good-music-bad-music-and-saving-lives","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/archive.blogs.harvard.edu\/snarl\/2004\/04\/24\/good-music-bad-music-and-saving-lives\/","title":{"rendered":"Good Music, Bad Music, and Saving Lives"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a name='a206'><\/a><\/p>\n<p><P>I&#8217;m the 4th party recipient of what I may just have to consider the absolute worse CD of all time. I got it from Matt, who got it from his boss, who got it from a friend, who copies it from somewhere. It was&nbsp;a home-made CD&nbsp;so the marker scribbled across the top of the CD said &#8220;Billy Joel&#8221;. Apparently, Matt&#8217;s boss&#8217; friend recalled that we saw the Billy Joel musical, Movin&#8217; Out, a few months ago.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>When Matt handed me the CD, he said it was the soundtrack to the musical. Well, Billy Joel isn&#8217;t my favorite musician, but I do enjoy an occasional &#8220;Piano Man&#8221; (one of the few songs that anybody can sing &#8211; no matter how bad their voice. Other examples are &#8220;You&#8217;ve Got a Friend&#8221; and &#8220;I Got You, Babe&#8221;).<\/P><br \/>\n<P>I figured I&#8217;d give the CD a shot and put it in my Discman before heading to the train in the morning.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>OH&#8230;.MY&#8230;.GOD! What the hell was that thing? It wasn&#8217;t Billy Joel (as the label implied). It wasn&#8217;t the soundtrack to the musical (as Matt implied). It was some sort of lounge-lizard\/pirano\/Muzak version of Billy Joel songs. It was the strangest thing. And one of the worst things I&#8217;d ever heard.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>On the other hand, I quickly replaced that CD with one that I&#8217;ve been listening to a lot lately&#8230;.and loving. It&#8217;s the most recent Johnny Cash CD. He made it less than a year before he died. What a fascination collection of songs (nearly all covers). And his interpretation of those songs is so interesting: Depeche Mode&#8217;s &#8220;Personal Jesus&#8221;, Nine Inch Nails&#8217; &#8220;Hurt&#8221;, Simon and Garfunkel&#8217;s &#8220;Bridge Over Troubled Waters&#8221;,&nbsp;The Eagles&#8217;&nbsp;&#8220;Desperado&#8221;,&nbsp;and other songs like &#8220;Danny Boy&#8221; and &#8220;(The First Time) Ever I Saw Your Face.&#8221;<\/P><br \/>\n<P>He has one of those voices (like Janis Joplin&#8217;s) where you can actually feel the pain and emotion in his life. Throughout the album, you can hear his voice crack and he even loses his breathe. Fascinating! I&#8217;ve been listening to this one fairly regularly for the past year. The last album that got that much play on my Discman was &#8220;Hedwig and the Angry Inch&#8221; soundtrack. <\/P><br \/>\n<P>And then, this morning, stupid little Dusty was eating her usual breakfast of canned mush and smelliness when she walked away from her bowl and started gagging. She wasn&#8217;t breathing (that I could tell) and since she wasn&#8217;t able to perform the universal sign of &#8220;I&#8217;m choking&#8221;, I took it upon myself to give her the&nbsp;doggie Heimlich Maneuver. And it worked! Seconds later, this clump of dog food came flying out of her mouth. The clump of food was nearly 2 inches long (it came out sausage shaped since it was lodged in her throat). That doesn&#8217;t sound very large, until you consider that this puppy is only 4 pounds and 1 foot in length. I swear she snorts her food.<\/P><br \/>\n<P>&nbsp;<\/P><br \/>\n<P>&nbsp;<\/P><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#8217;m the 4th party recipient of what I may just have to consider the absolute worse CD of all time. I got it from Matt, who got it from his boss, who got it from a friend, who copies it from somewhere. 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