Is That All You Got?

Green Day wants to be your “Dominated Love Slave” at the same time the Refreshments have “gone to the hardware store” and will procure “a really big hammer” because they want “Girly” eventually to “beat [them] till [they’re] black and blue, and [they’re] hanging by a thread.”  Meanwhile, Florence + the Machine insist on a “Kiss With a Fist.”  There’s plenty of corporeal bruising and property damage, isn’t there?  Not much self-confidence either.  I mean:

You can spank me when I do not behave
Smack me in the forehead with a chain.”

I’m gonna buy you a really heavy baseball bat
Girly won’t you knock these thoughts out of my head

A kick to the teeth is good for some
A kiss with a fist is better than none

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On a completely unrelated note, the reason why employers, acquaintances, coworkers, and random strangers may want to know where you grew up, where you received any form of education, and what you like to do in your free time is because familiarity and shared appreciation of an experience or cultural text are shortcuts to intimacy.  However tenuous and superficial it may seem, just knowing that your new hire, new boss, potential new friend, or the other side of a customer service interaction is fond of or has heard about your alma mater, hometown, or comfort music can generate a field of trustworthiness where there previously was none.

I went to get groceries today from a Fresh Market and had entered an aisle when I noticed the employee, who was stocking shelves at the time, was grooving to some kind of music.  It was in a nuanced way, evidenced by some hip and leg motions that may not have registered with someone who isn’t fluent in the visual language of the way rhythms and beats compel the human body to react.  He saw me approach; I smiled even though I was wearing a mask.

“What are you listening to?”

He hesitated.

“What genre?”

“Hip-hop.”

“What decade?”

“90s…Wu-Tang.”

“Ahh, the good stuff,” I said, my voice softening to convey a mental high-five.

His demeanor softened and brightened.  He praised my jade pendant, asked if I was finding everything all right, and to let him know if I needed anything.

Of course I have no way to confirm what he was thinking when he saw me walking towards him, but the shift in his body language and facial expressions suggests to me that he had assumed as neutral a presence as possible upon seeing me, was ready to move closer to one side of the aisle if necessary, and didn’t know what my opinions were on any genre of music, and thus, didn’t want to have an unpleasant interaction.  It was low-key marvelous to see the change in his posture and countenance.

On an even more unrelated note, NFL Films has a segment on “Cordarrelle Patterson’s Journey in the NFL.”  His first name is pronounced like “core-darryl” not “core derr-ell.”

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Pic cred: YT screenshot

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