• Loud Rap Music

    From Daryl Stout@1:19/33 to All on Thu Aug 19 00:04:08 2021
    From "Laughter Never Gets Old"...

    I was listening to some rap music this afternoon.

    Not that I had a choice...it was coming out of a jeep 4 miles away.

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  • From Ron Lauzon@1:275/89 to DARYL STOUT on Thu Aug 19 08:16:00 2021
    Quoting Daryl Stout to All <=-

    I was listening to some rap music this afternoon.

    Not that I had a choice...it was coming out of a jeep 4 miles away.

    College memory:
    On one of the few hot nights when I was in college, I was trying to
    sleep next to the open window. I could hear someone playing some
    Michael Jackson - not uncommon in a college town at that time.

    But it seemed to be getting louder over time - which was wierd. Soon it
    was getting loud enough to disturb me getting to sleep.

    As I was cursing the inconsiderate person who lived in my apartment
    complex for turning up his stereo, the delivery car from the Pizza Joynt
    pulls up across the street.

    As the guy gets out, I'm hit with a tidal wave of audio - Michael
    Jackson.

    This was the source of the sound and it was clearly audible, with his
    windows up, miles away.

    To this day, I wonder if he ever had to leave college due to hearing
    loss.


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  • From George Pope@1:153/757.2 to Daryl Stout on Sun Aug 22 07:18:26 2021
    From "Laughter Never Gets Old"...

    I was listening to some rap music this afternoon.

    Not that I had a choice...it was coming out of a jeep 4 miles away.

    Your poor ears. . . :(

    An old fave of mine; no idea who wrote it:

    Rindercella
    Spoonerism retelling of Cinderella fairy tale
    Once upon a time in a coreign fountry, there lived a geautiful birl, and her name was
    Rindercella. Now Rindercella lived with her mugly other and two sad blisters. Also, in this
    same coreign fountry, there lived a very pransome hince, and this pransome hince was
    going to have a bancy fall, and he’d invited people for riles amound, especially the pich
    reople. Rindercella’s mugly other and her two sad blisters went to town to
    buy some drancy
    fesses for the bancy fall, but Rindercella couldn’t go ‘cause all she had to wear were some
    old rirty dags. Finally the night of the bancy fall arrived, and Rindercella couldn’t go, so she
    just cat down and sried. She was sitting there srying when all of the sudden there
    appeared before her, her gairy modfather, and he touched her with his wagic mand. and
    there appeared before her a kig boach and hix white sorses to take her to the bancy fall,
    and he said ­ “Rindercella, be sure and be home before midnight, or I’ll purn you into a
    tumpkin!” When Rindercella arrived at the bancy fall, this prandsome hince
    met her at the
    door because he had been watching all this time behind a hidden window. Rindercella and
    the prandsome hince nanced all dight. And they lell in fove. And all at once, the mid clock
    struck night. And Rindercella staced down the rairs, and just as she beached the rottom,
    she slopped her dripper! The next day, this pransome hince went all over this coreign
    fountry looking for the geautiful birl who had slopped her dripper. They finally came to
    Rindercella’s house, and he tried it on the mugly other, and it fidn’t dit. Then he tried it on
    the two sisty uglers, and it fidn’t dit, and then he tried it on Rindercella, and it fid dit. It was
    exactly the sight rize! And so they were married and lived heavenly after happily.
    Now the storal of the mory is: if you go to a bancy fall and you want a pransome hince to lall
    in fove with you ­­don’t forget to slop your dripper!

    Your friend,

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  • From George Pope@1:153/757.2 to Ron Lauzon on Wed Aug 25 10:14:14 2021
    College memory:
    On one of the few hot nights when I was in college, I was trying to
    sleep next to the open window. I could hear someone playing some
    Michael Jackson - not uncommon in a college town at that time.

    > This was the source of the sound and it was clearly audible, with his
    windows up, miles away.

    This has been all too common for some time now. I don't recall when, but not
    in the 1970s or early '80s, for sure. . .

    I once heard, on a street with a lot of people, mixed sexes & ages, a convertible blasting "kill your moth, kill your mother, kill your mother
    dead" & the 3rd or 4th repetition ended with "kill your f*cking mother"

    Another bad one, was in a family project; teen girl had 2 Live Crew blasting from speaker in bedroom window, facing street, one of their songs involving graphic description of beating & raping his **** (one or both of the two
    words boys use for girls so uncharmingly, in crap music); little 3yo girls lisdtening t7o this pure garbage.

    Ok, I was old (22 or 23) but that wasn't it; this really WAS pure filth & bad music, & an example of youth (she was 14, maybe) gone wild. . .

    I cranked music, too, as a teen, but I was in the country, far from everyone,
    & my music had songs like "Defenders of the Faith"(Judas Priest)...

    I once walked a mile out from home & was still not to the nearest store, & could hear my music still, but the nearest people were another mile forward.
    I lost track of the sound before I got there. . .

    This was using a concert amp-speaker case with 6 amps & speakers in it; so today they have better tech & can do bigger than this volume from a basic stereo. . .

    Q: What do you call a group of deaf people?
    A:I don't know. But it is definitely not herd.

    Going to a rock concert is a near-deaf experience

    When I told my mate I was going deaf, he asked, “what are the symptoms?”
    I said, “they’re a yellow cartoon family with Homer, Marge, Bart, Lisa and Maggie”

    When you see a deaf couple holding hands, maybe it's not a romantic
    gesture...
    Maybe, they just want each other to shut the heck up.

    I said to my kids, "Never let anyone tell you what you can and can't do! Take Beethoven for example. They told him he could not be a musician because he
    was deaf!"
    "But he didn't listen!"


    To this day, I wonder if he ever had to leave college due to hearing
    loss.


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    Your friend,

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