The One More Song Mentality
Some people have the One More Bite mentality.
Some people have the One More Minute mentality.
I have what I have recently dubbed as the One More Song mentality. I also have the above mentalities, but the one that dominates is one more song. Just one more! I swear! Then that turns into two. Then three. Then it becomes one more album, and eventually one more time through my entire iTunes. Kidding - it would take about three months to go through my iTunes.
Some people can sit around and watch TV all day. I can sit around listening to music all day. I stay up way too late (it’s past 1:30am as it is) listening to music. Or playing music, but due to some minor injuries I haven’t been playing as much as I’d like to. So I listen to make up for it.
Now that I think about it, I’ve always spent hours listening to music. I would play the radio at night before I went to bed. Then when I got older and had my own portable CD player, I’d put on my headphones and go to bed listening to a CD. I started bringing said CD player to school when I was in the 3rd grade. I’d listen to music at recess - I swear I had friends…I just really wanted to listen to music! I ran track in middle school, and I was probably the only person that would use their CD player while running laps around the gym. I used to hide my CD player in my desk and sneak in a song or two when I had some free time. They weren’t allowed in class. I know, I was such a rebel in my youth. I did, somehow, in 7th grade manage to get away with not wearing a uniform sweatshirt and instead took to wearing a Paul Frank monkey sweatshirt (among others) for an entire year. Anyway.
Today I was driving home and I was listening the Rolling Stones, and I didn’t feel like sitting my driveway waiting for the song to finish (although I eventually did that), so I kept driving. I was listening to Rarites: 1971 - 2003. I drove around for a good 20 minutes saying “just one more song, then I’ll go home.” That turned into way more than just one.
I can’t seem to help it - especially with certain artists. The Rolling Stones are a big one. As is Bruce Springsteen. But I noticed it the most with Fleetwood Mac. I have severe issues trying to turn off Rumours (as should any human being) before it’s over.
I used to have my mom keep the car running after we got home or to our destination if there was a song playing that I really liked. I still do this, seeing as I drove around town blasting the Stones because I wanted - needed - to hear just one more song.
Some things don’t change. This is obviously one of those things.
One more isn’t gonna hurt…
