Otherwise known as what happened last week.
This past week has been kind of a weird one in terms of things I’ve thought about or done, so I thought I’d list them out. (If anyone’s doing cognitive research on weird brains this is the post for you.)
- I watched The Office while eating bacon. It was as glorious as it sounds.
- I discovered that in order for it to feel like spring to me, all it takes is sunshine (a rare thing around Chicago Land in winter), a deceptively small homework load (final projects are just around the riverbend), and pizza in class (provided by my awesome teacher). The fact that it’s 20 degrees Fahrenheit outside? Apparently not enough to change my spring feeling! And I’m okay with that.
- I invented a new form of dancercise. Basically, you dance as obnoxiously as possible to the music, drawing on moves from ballet, contemporary dance, disco, and jogging. It all comes together to form one glorious conglomeration of an art form. I also really want to throw a dancercise party where everyone has to imitate one “leader” and his or her crazy dance moves and then after exercising everyone sits around for a formal tea party. It would be so great.
- Directly after dancercising, I listened to Cotton Eye Joe (by Rednex) on repeat while cooking dinner. While in fuzzy pajamas. Because why not?
Finally, and perhaps most interestingly, I discovered that my initial reaction to “All Along the Watchtower” by Jimi Hendrix was the exact opposite of virtually everyone in my class. When my teacher played the very beginning, I thought the song was awesome. I immediately pictured playing it in the car with the windows down on a sunny day, not a care in the world, just feeling awesome. My teacher asked us if we would characterize the opening notes as more “doom and gloom” or “sunshine” and daisies. I sat back in my chair with my glorious pizza, nodding sagely. CLEARLY “sunshine” was the right answer. But then my teacher says something to the effect of “it’s CLEARLY doom and gloom! Everyone would agree.” And I see multiple other people in the class nodding sagely… Whoops!!
So my question is what’s up with that? I get the doom and gloom feeling now, but I also stand by my initial reaction. The setting and visual imagery I had associated with the music apparently gave me a different emotional response/aesthetic judgment, but it was real. How different can our reactions to music really be, then?? How much does association “cloud” or otherwise affect our judgment? Is that a bad thing, or just one of those things??
I hope your weeks had some random fun in them, too! Let me know what you think about the variety of ways people respond to music…have you ever found yourself in a similar situation?