She plays the same 7 or 8 songs over, and over, and over, every day, every night.
She’s 48 years old, and it’s all recent pop shit that you hear on teeny-bopper stations. I’m at my wits end with it.
I think it’s a sign of mental instability, perhaps depression or worse. Even if I pulled out my favourite 7 or 8 songs of all time, I could *“never, ever, ever” listen to them every goddamned spare minute for months in a row.
*See what I did there?
Starships were meant to fly
Whoop something something, Whoop something something
Just call me maybe, blah blah blah
I don’t know these songs, but it seems awfully immature and fucking weird for an adult to listen to them each, what 6? 8? 10? times a day, every day?
Some additional context is that we’re getting divorced, but still…
My freshman year of college, there was a girl in my hallway who was obsessed with Elton John’s “Tiny Dancer.” One afternoon, I heard her play the song twenty-nine times in a row.
There was a local DJ who enjoyed Led Zeppelin’s Moby Dick so much, he played it a second time. When he caught hell from the big wigs for it, he locked himself in the broadcast booth and played Gordon Lightfoot’s Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald some 12-13 times, and a Moby Dick twice for good measure. He was a minor folk hero for a week or two…
I go through phases of wanting to listen to favorite songs over and over and over again. Right now I’ve got the most recent Mumford & Sons album on repeat in iTunes, actually.
That said, I wear headphones so I don’t subject the rest of the household to it. And I’m not going through a divorce.
Maybe you should get a pair of noise-canceling headphones and just start wearing them around the house. (I’m only half kidding.)
I hear you. Believe me I do. Hey, at least I recognize it.
But seriously, the same 8 songs every day, played in a loop? I’m trying to think what my top songs would be: in no particular order:
Born to Run
A Day in the Life
We Gotta Get Outta This Place
Highway Star
Light My Fire
Smoke on the Water
Here Comes the Sun
The medley from side 2 of Abbey Road
Anyway, songs of that genre. But I couldn’t possibly listen to these songs every day, on a loop. There’s no way.
You know who listens to the same 8 damned songs over and over? Teenagers. Not 48 year olds. Holy shit.
One of my friends in High school was like that, she ruined some great songs for me because by the time she was finished playing them over and over and over the sound of the opening notes made me homicidal.
This happened to me at a former part time retail job (tiny business owned by a woman in her late 60s/early 70s). On the back counter, the owner had a small radio/CD player and a little box with some CDs in it. Sometimes when she worked, she’d listen to one of her CDs, putting it on repeat so it wouldn’t just suddenly be silent after the first run through.
One day we worked together and she put in some Neil Diamond hits CD (damn, did she love Neil Diamond), but she accidentally set the repeat to track instead of album.
I ended up keeping count of how many goddamned times she was gonna let “Solitary Man” repeat until she changed it.
34 times.
[sub]*Don’t know that I will
But until I can find me
A girl who’ll stay
And won’t play games behind me
I’ll be what I am
A solitary man
Solitary man *[/sub]
I must be very mentally ill because every time I hear a new song or few songs I really like, I just play them on a loop, hundreds of times, day after day
Whoa, horrible flashback. She sounds like the lady who lived downstairs from me years ago. She blasted the same three or four Michael Jackson songs in a continuous loop, from 7 AM until 10 PM daily, for about two years.
It might be something to do with depressing or OCD. I struggle with depression and I need to listen to music whenever I’m “alone”. (riding the subway) Otherwise, music plays in my head and for some damned reason, my brain will put songs on repeat that I don’t like. (try to imagine that special hell) Sometimes when I get a new song, I will listen to it. A lot. Kind of hoping it makes it onto my brain playlist so maybe my brain will play something I like. Right now I’m sort of memorizing “The Village Green Preservation Society” by The Kinks.
Oh wait! It’s after midnight and officially December so I can now listen to my Christmas music.
Holy crap - when my spouse was playing as a professional musician he’d not only work the same piece over and over and over, but he’d listen to recordings of a particular piece a dozen times or more in a row.
Maybe she’s just listening for nuances that aren’t apparent to you. Maybe she just really, really likes the tunes.
Dude, it’s a quirk, a preference, not a sign of mental whatever. Ask her if maybe she’s use headphones or something out of consideration for others. You, please chill.