I like to listen to Pink Floyd. Theirs is a weird, psychedelic brand of music that doesn’t lend itself well over the generations (I can’t imagine my nieces or nephews listening to “The Wall”, for example) but if you were at the right place, at the right time, and into the right music, Pink Floyd is epic.
|Cool. Just cool. Taken from Last FM.|
One of their best songs, in my opinion, is “Money”. It’s a total departure from their sound in “The Wall”, which is what every new listener expects them to sound like all the time. In my opinion, it’s very old-timey, with a cute till sound effect at the start of the song (or throughout; I’m not always very sure) that drives the point of the song home.
And the point is, man. Money. And that’s really the point of what I’m writing right now. Money is probably the most depressing thing in the world. Not that many people will agree with me, of course. Cash is just a means to an end, and it shouldn’t be the end-all, be-all of your life.
But when you’re breaking every cardinal rule of healthy living just to make a decent living (say what?), you can’t help but regard money with a little bit of suspicion and disgust.
I dunno. I guess it’s just one of those days when I’m burned out from trying to recoup from the damage of the holidays. I somehow found myself reading this post, which made me howl in disgust—even if the man made plenty of sense. See, I dislike buying beyond your means. I hardly spend, because I’m always trying to make sure that there’s money for emergencies (which always happen). I would much rather buy a donut from Mister Donut than Dunkin Donut, which is a Php5 difference, but then again, I get more satisfaction—utils, if you’d like—from an Php18.50 pack of Nagaraya, or Php20 worth of bread from the local bakery.
So it’s confusing. And convoluted. I doubt I’m the only one thinking this way—all those small business owners struggling to make a living is sure to be feeling something like this too. So what’s a man to do?
The only thing to do.
Strap in some hard rock and heavy metal, pump up the volume, and get your coffee to piping hot. None of those silly shoe gaze music will work for what you’re going to be up against, because you’re up against overwhelming odds. Because at a time like this a real man has only one thing to say:
Damn straight, Mathesar. Taken from Trending Awesomeness.