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Having sat today in a local hostelry for 20 minutes, I was able to identify that the 'piped musak' consisted in at least four differing manifestations of essentially the same type of noise. The mechanical 'beat' in each item was continually interrupted by essentially the same kind of whining vocalization that expressed (I thought) aggression rather than passion (though in each case the clearly 'mock' US accent did little to fool the ears). You're clearly not sensitive enough to the subtle differences between various works in the genre. You're probably quite correct - my being lacks the sensitivity required by the 'subtle' demands of this 'genre'. I think it's probably wise therefore for me to throw in the towel and stick to the monochromatic simplicity of Western High Art. Consider super "markets" - not actually markets at all since people are discouraged from haggling therein - but they (in contradistinction to hostelries) are filled the whole long day with the recorded sound of women wailing, cleverly disguised as a sort of music. For this reason we ourself do not care to enter them, but we understand that in the ears of a good many people the sound is somehow a psychological encouragement not as might be thought to acquire worldly goods but on the contrary - in line with funeral rites in many parts of the world especially Asia - to part with - sacrifice - considerable quantities of money by showering it in sympathy upon those who suffer and grieve. On the more general point of Mr. Iron's experience, what he describes is just music for the unmusical - the waving about of a guitar is more a symbol than anything much else. We suppose it to have begun with Picasso and Braque, and been carried on by such as Shortacowitch. But it makes one think: what for those with no visual sense constitutes art? And what for the unliterary literature?Mr. Grew - it depends which supermarket you shop at! None of these establishments that my wife and i frequent for the purchase of comestibles play any "music" at all (and if they did there would be trouble) |
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« Reply #5011 on: 12:41:36, 02-03-2008 » |
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No music at my usual supermarkets either.
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« Reply #5012 on: 12:59:56, 02-03-2008 » |
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When our Somerfields was revamped they put in piped music. There were so many complaints and people said they wouldn't shop there in future. They turned if off and it's been silent ever since.
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« Reply #5013 on: 13:30:21, 02-03-2008 » |
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My local supermarket is (as last year) still playing a continuous loop of "Christmas Hits". They've been playing it since November. I've tried to suggest to them that believers might be offended by "Joy To The World!" during Lent, and non-believers might simply be driven potty by same medley of tunes for four consecutive months (to say nothing of the beleaguered staff)... but Herb Alpert & His Tijuana Brass were still looking out on the Feast Of Stephen there last night  ( What's even worse is that we're having the mildest winter on record, and it's only deep and crisp and even in Novosibirsk... which is as far away as London. |
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« Reply #5014 on: 13:50:24, 02-03-2008 » |
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There's no music in our supermarkets either - not Sainsburys or Tescos anyway, where I shop. Don't know about Morrisons.....
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We pass this way but once. This is not a rehearsal!
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« Reply #5015 on: 13:55:21, 02-03-2008 » |
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I like to sing, sing in the supermarket.
Often it's under my breath but if it's something particularly ingrained (like certain madrigals) then I can be heard to be singing quite audibly (and usually in a loop) by the time I'm at the checkout.
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« Reply #5016 on: 13:56:15, 02-03-2008 » |
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What's even worse is that we're having the mildest winter on record, and it's only deep and crisp and even in Novosibirsk... which is as far away as London.
To the North or East? I am slowly reading The Brothers Karamazov at the moment and am constantly suprised that the characters don't have to wrap up and wade through two feet of snow whenever they go outside. Today is the Sunday of Meatfaring for Orthodox. Lent proper doesn't begin until after next Sunday, the Sunday of Cheesefaring, but I agree Tijuana Xmas Hits sounds dire at any time. No piped music in our Farmer's Market (and we don't haggle, there, Dr Grew.) |
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« Reply #5017 on: 15:21:55, 02-03-2008 » |
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Dreadful, loud pop music interspersed with ads for various products in our local Co-ops. Co-op FM or Radio Co-op or something similar. Somerfield's noisy too. Forces me to shop in Waitrose...  |
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« Reply #5018 on: 15:33:05, 02-03-2008 » |
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My local (-ish) Tesco doesn't have music, and neither do Marks and Spencer or Waitrose, both of which I use from time to time. I don't think Sainsbury's does either, though I hardly ever shop there because there isn't one handy. If you have the food delivered, you can choose your own music . |
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« Reply #5019 on: 18:40:14, 02-03-2008 » |
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Well. last Friday night, me and the mrs had to go to Asda before band practice. and OMG, their radio station was going full pelt. I am always glad not to go to that store. Thankfully, the mrs did our shopping online this week!!
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« Reply #5020 on: 18:56:16, 02-03-2008 » |
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BBM, does "the mrs" have a name by any chance? Some Members here may meet her next week. Should we just call her "mrs"?
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« Reply #5021 on: 19:04:11, 02-03-2008 » |
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Some months back in ASDA in the sub-alpine quarter of the Old Kent Road, Chet Baker -proper jaz \musician and occasional crooner of the bop era -was allowed to render Let's Get Lost (In the Rissole section) unhindered by passing brigands, beasties and the neanderthal muttering between the gramophone incursions. Happy accidents do happen in these dark satanic mills.
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« Reply #5022 on: 20:21:41, 02-03-2008 » |
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The local Co-Op never used to have muzak; it's just re-opened after refurbishment and now it does. Well. last Friday night, me and the mrs had to go to Asda before band practice. and OMG, their radio station was going full pelt. I am always glad not to go to that store. Thankfully, the mrs did our shopping online this week!!
If that's the Hollingbury Asda, you have my commiserations. One of the inner circles of Hell, IMO, and for a lot more reasons than the music ... |
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At every one of these [classical] concerts in England you will find rows of weary people who are there, not because they really like classical music, but because they think they ought to like it. (Shaw, Don Juan in Hell)
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« Reply #5023 on: 22:04:45, 02-03-2008 » |
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Some months back in ASDA in the sub-alpine quarter of the Old Kent Road, Chet Baker -proper jaz \musician and occasional crooner of the bop era -was allowed to render Let's Get Lost (In the Rissole section) unhindered by passing brigands, beasties and the neanderthal muttering between the gramophone incursions. Happy accidents do happen in these dark satanic mills.
Goodness! That's my local Asda. Are you saying that there are people managing South London supermarkets who actually have good taste in music? |
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« Reply #5024 on: 22:35:55, 02-03-2008 » |
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I remember I used to occasionally slip in a disk or two of cage (there was a tiny naxos section tucked away in a corner) when I worked back in the knock shrine religious bookshop, in between all the liam lawton stuff and accompanied rosaries.
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