My iPod is more goth than I am
Tonight, on my way home (I am a horrible horrible person—I listen to my iPod on my bike. I have closed-ear earphones, which work nicely as earplugs to prevent me from being deafened by the noise from my helmet, but I also keep the volume turned down low enough that I can hear traffic around me—especially, sirens and boy bikers who think that a proper bike should make enough noise to shatter windows) my iPod delivered to me the following music:
- Tom Waits – Alice
- Tori Amos – Little Earthquakes
- The Sisters of Mercy – First and Last and Always
I felt as if the iPod was trying to escalate something on me.