Hitherto I had two posts with "Protip" in the title, but three is enough to call it a series (series are listed in my sidebar, right at the end).
As you may know if you're into internet lore, the term "protip" originates from the (sometimes laughably obvious) gameplay suggestions found in 1990s videogame magazines, and the parodies that they spawned ("PROTIP: To defeat the Cyberdemon, shoot at it until it dies.")
So yeah, take my protips with a pinch of salt. KnowYourMeme says the term is often used "to preface snarky, obvious, counterintuitive, or sometimes genuine advice for the novice", and I think that's as good a summary as any, of what I'm going for.
But this particular protip, for what it's worth, falls in the "genuine advice" category.
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...or at least, it does if you're a Spotify user. If you're not, feel free to skip to the following sections which have general musings about music. Specifically, the tip is about Discover Weekly – Spotify's weekly mixtape, based on individual listening habits and tastes, which updates every Monday.
The algorimth, of course, is not perfect. My Spotify recommendations have a clear bias – female singer-songwriters in the indie/folk genre. Which is definitely something I listen to, but I also listen to a bunch of other stuff: classic rock, Bengali folk, western and Indian classical, and so on. In fact, I suspect Spotify thinks I'm a girl – possibly a sad girl, who likes other girls. Because it recently recommended this playlist to me:
But no matter. These days I get fewer "organic" recommendations than I did, for example, when I was in college. So I've been actively encouraging people to send me songs they like, and also exploring other ways to discover new music. Spotify Discover Weekly has been good for that.
Accordingly, for the last few months, I've been trying to listen to the playlist – which is usually around 1.5 hours long – about 3-4 times from start to finish. A week is enough time, because I listen on the bus, while doing chores, and so on. Before the week is out, I generally have a sense of which songs I like, and then I add them to a playlist called Spotify discoveries.
On average, I discover maybe one new song per week. This may not sound like a lot, but once I find a song I like, I can look up the artist or band, check out their other songs and albums. And saving them to a dedicated playlist is a nice way to keep track of the songs I found via Discover Weekly. Because come Monday, the old playlist is gone, replaced by a new selection of songs.
Speaking of Spotify features, sleep timer is a nice one too, and one I use from time to time (I set it for 30 minutes).
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One of my favourite discoveries this year was a combination of algorithm and human. I found Rigoberta Bandini's Canciones de Amor a Ti via Discover Weekly (I've been learning Spanish for a couple of years now, so I sometimes listen to Spanish songs, and therefore get Spanish song recommendations).
I told my Spanish friend about my discovery, and she said "Rigoberta is amazing and unhinged. Her lyrics are out of this world." A solid endorsement.
She then recommended In Spain We Call it Soledad (which is good) and Así Bailaba (which is amazing).
Así Bailaba (which roughly translates to That's How She Danced) is a parody of Los Días de La Semana (The Days of the Week). The latter is an old children's song, which goes (my translation):
Monday before lunch
A girl went to play,
But she couldn't play
Because she had to iron.That's how she ironed, that's how,
That's how she ironed, that's how...Tuesday before lunch
A girl went to play,
But she couldn't play
Because she had to sew.That's how she sewed, that's how,
That's how she sewed, that's how...
...and so on for the rest of the week.
Good for learning the days of the week, I guess – and in my case, for learning Spanish verb conjugations. But otherwise, a rather depressing and sexist song.
Rigoberta Bandini subverts the lyrics with mischievous glee:
Monday before lunch
A girl went to clean,
But she couldn’t clean
Because she had to dance.That's how she danced, that's how,
That's how she danced, that's how...
I love the implication of compulsion: "She had to dance."
If you're into creative or sporty pursuits, you've probably felt the same way. The light hits an old brick wall at just the right angle, and you have to bring out your sketchbook or camera. A winter morning, fresh dew on a grassy field, and you have to rally your friends and kick around a football.
What a song.
Then again, how funny would it be if this were a girl who actually likes to clean, and her parents are forcibly sending her to dance class. Plot twist!
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Speaking of songs about dance, me and my friend Kwang, who is a dancer, have a collaborative Spotify playlist, unimaginatively titled Dance songs. To be included, a song has to meet two criteria: (a) it has to be about dance, and (b) at least one of us have to like it. (If there are any songs about dance that you like, let me know in the comments; we will consider it for inclusion.)
Needless to say, Así Bailaba made the list.
This is also a good way to discover new music by the way: collaborative playlists (with or without a theme).
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Speaking of collaboration, I love this lyric from Uncle John's Band by the Grateful Dead:
Think this through with me;
Let me know your mind.
The lines right after are wonderful too:
Whoa, oh, what I want to know
Is are you kind?
I enjoy thinking something through with another person – how to make a wooden rolling-pin (something I discussed with Tommy, although he did the majority of the thinking and all of the woodworking), high-school attempts with my friend Nitin to solve hard maths problems, and more recently, an environmental law article that I'm writing with my boss. We wrote the abstract the day before a conference deadline, in the back of a taxi returning from a funeral wake – both of us talking fast and me taking notes on my phone.
Even if I disagree with someone – on a question of politics or policy, for example – an invitation to think it through together can sometimes lead to a better understanding of where each of us is coming from, and avoid unnecessary animosity or escalation.
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Speaking of escalation, I thought I'd update my list from a few months ago – songs which have "a subtle upping of the emotional stakes" (if you're not sure what the term means, I explained in my earlier post). Anyway, here are three more songs:
• Kris Kristofferson, Casey's Last Ride
Standin' in the corner, Casey drinks his pint of bitter
Never glancing in the mirror at the people passing by
(I've posted about this song before.)
• Bob Dylan, Lily, Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary right beside him, steady in her eyes
She was with Big Jim but she was leanin' to the Jack of Hearts
• Taylor Swift, All Too Well (10-minute version)
And you were tossing me the car keys
"Fuck the patriarchy" key chain on the ground
(Though I feel like using "fuck" is a kind of cheat-code when it comes to escalation; maybe it should be disqualified.)
I got a couple of song recommendations on that earlier post too. I guess that's yet another reason to keep blogging, even if sporadically: it's a nice way to discover new music and other things :)
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