What’s ‘Utterly Absurd’ and Gets in the Way?

The answer is: MUSIC!  Brandt hates music.  He doesn’t understand music.  He’s annoyed by music.  He can’t hear over background music.  Really, he just plain hates it.

It was hard for me to fully understand this hatred of music when he first told me.  I thought he was being sarcastic, or at least a little over-dramatic.  Nope, he really really hates it.  This was hard for me to comprehend, because music has always been a big part of my life.  Isn’t a big part of most people’s lives?  If you hear your favorite songs from elementary school (New Kids on the Block) or from your Prom (Goo Goo Dolls), it takes you back.  It gives you a way to connect or reconnect with people.  I played '90s music at our wedding reception in honor of my bridesmaids (friends since high school).  I never would have survived Comprehensive Exams without listening to Linkin Park over and over.  I have great memories of attending Aerosmith and Third Day concerts.  So it’s difficult to imagine hating music in any and all forms.

Brandt initially explained his dislike of music simply: “It gets in my way!”  That I could understand.  If there is loud, annoying music in the background, he can’t hear over it.  So I stopped listening to it in the car unless I was alone, and I learned to ask others to turn off the music playing during their dinner parties.  But it’s hard to escape all music all the time.  We were in Kroger the other day, and “Hungry Eyes” was playing on the speakers overhead.  Without even thinking, I started singing along (while wearing the FM system).  Finally, poor annoyed Brandt asked me to stop singing and I apologized, saying I was singing along with the music and didn’t realize I was doing it.  He asked, puzzled, “There’s music playing? I thought that was just random loud noise.  I don’t understand how you Hearing people can like music…”

He commented once, a few years ago, that he wondered what kind of music he would like if he could actually understand it.  It was a very sad moment for me.  How do you answer that? 

I was surprised when we went to the HLAA convention last year that just about everyone else there LOVED music.  At the opening-night social, they set up karaoke.  LOUD karaoke.  I could barely hear anything over the booming music, and finally asked Louise, “how can anyone hear each other?  It’s SO LOUD!”  “Is it?” she asked me.  “I think it’s wonderful!”  Brandt and I finally had to leave; he couldn’t talk to anyone, and my ears were ringing.  We both though it bizarre that a roomful of deaf and hard-of-hearing people were having so much fun singing.  I knew that Louise had always loved music, and played the piano and clarinet before losing her hearing.  She even directed the children’s choir at her church for many many years, after becoming deaf.  Josie, also, enjoys music and has an extensive collection of CDs and iTunes playlists.  I find this fascinating.  Brandt finds it annoying.

This past weekend, we had Saturday Night Live playing in the background while Brandt was writing a paper and I was reading a book during the commercials.  I muted the musical guest, MGMT, because I could tell just by looking that Brandt would hate them.  To my surprise, he looked up and started reading the captioning for their song “Brian Eno.”  He read silently for a minute, then said, “You know, when you can’t hear the music and you just read the words, it’s utterly absurd.”  I laughed, then started reading myself; and I quickly agreed with him.  “Um, yeah, this is absurd.”  He continued, “They’re trying to make themselves out as philosophical sages, but they’re really just spouting stuff.”

You be the judge*:

All the space left for you
If the sky was synthesized
You’d probably know
He taught me many things
The wisdom of bleak stratagems
The prophet of a sapphire soul
Presented through creative freedoms
…He promised pretty worlds
And all the silence I could dream of
Brian Peter George St. John
When I tried to humanize by ambient light
Dipping swords in met force yeah,
But what does he know
He’s going to the whole world behind him
Here’s Brian Eno

* this is what our Closed Captioning said the lyrics are.  And when I actually listened to the song later, it was rather catchy; just reading the words is an entirely different experience though.