CD’s are history

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Going Obsolete.”

In my childhood CD’s were cool. If you got one, that meant, that you are the true fan of an artist. You have heard more songs from him than there are on the radio. And you could listen to these songs unlimited times, and weren’t even bothered by rewinding them for a long time as it was with tapes.

And there was a fuss with players too. You had to get a quality player, so that it didn’tskip a beat when you shook it more than you should. They also were too big to put in your pockets, so you had to keep them in hands or put in a bag.

I knew the sequence of songs on many, many CD’s.

However, when recently a professor ir my university demanded our homework to be submitted in a CD, I discovered, that there are no CD writers left in my home. Laptops have been getting thinner for a while, and the have lost much weight by losing CD writer. Also with the cloud technologies like Dropbox I no longer have a need to put files on a CD.

I miss CD’s not just because they remind e of my childhood, but also because they were so beautifully designed.

Do you still use CD’S?


TOP 3 songs on my mind

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Mix Tape Masterpiece.”

I do not listen to music as much as I used to. The new an actual music now plays in the background in mornings while I brush my teeth and get dressed. This is the music to be in background, because – if you listen to the meaning of lyrics, you will wonder, who the hell sings words like that, and why should anybody buy that music.

During my commute to the work I usually read a book, and at work I cannot stand any noise – it doesn’t allow me to concentrate, if I want to sing along. So my favorite songs are quite old, from the time I listened more music and was together with people, whose musical taste I admire.

Stairway To Heaven is well known. The first time I heard it – that was very different from what I used to listen. The sophistication of this song introduced me to rock, and now it is my favorite genere.

Sound Of Silence is a bid sad, and light at the same time. It has helped me to brighten my mood many times. I hadn’t  heard it for a while, and in the previous week it was played by a radio, so it has returned in my life.

Jolene was something I listened, when I was feeling sorry for myself, when a boy I liked didn’t like me back. Nevertheless, boys come and go, but Jolene stays a beautiful song forever.

A century old history of music

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “From the Collection of the Artist.”

To characterize the art and the time of the year 2015, a quote from the Tale of Two Cities by Charles Dickens can be put here:

It was the best of times,
it was the worst of times,
it was the age of wisdom,
it was the age of foolishness,
it was the epoch of belief,
it was the epoch of incredulity,
it was the season of Light,
it was the season of Darkness,
it was the spring of hope,
it was the winter of despair,

we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way— in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.

However, in contrast to this beautiful, but reasonably older writing, in this exhibition we want to introduce you to the reason, why this period can be considered as the dark age of music. About that time the art of music hit its lowest form, and the worst songs of the previous year can be heard here: