A Lack Of Song

I mentioned last year when I lost my MP3 player, but I don’t know if I ever told my website when I got a new one. It was during my first month of school, I think. Anyway, it pretty much broke on me back in December. It was the same brand (Coby) as my previous such device, and while that one was a freaking brick that took damage no matter what, the new one was not as good. It isn’t that I dropped or smashed it or anything, it’s just that something has come loose inside and now I have to press the headphone plug into place at all times if I want to hear anything (and even then it is generally only out of one ear). That is too much effort for too little effect when I’m walking or on the bus and trying to read, or whatever. So for several months now, I’ve had to make do without my music. It sucks. The lesson is, Coby used to make highly durable MP3 players, and now they don’t. The end.

Oh. O Canada.

I don’t know quite what it is, but this feels like one of the least educational or captivating Heritage Moments I’ve seen. It’s like this: These guys are practicing music. They have to practice O Canada. They don’t do it well for a second. Then they do it well.

I like that one guy’s accent (are Les Voltigeurs de Quebec a bilingual group or is he speaking Engish because he knows he’s being used to fill Canadian children in the future with national pride?). I like the way he laughs when they don’t play well the first time (I know nothing of professional music. Are they really expected to do it perfectly the first time they see the sheet music?). That’s about all I got here. It’s not bad, it’s just there.

I’m only giving this one Two out of Six Pieces of PDR’s Reviewing System Cake. It washes over me and leaves nothing behind. That’s that. I’m done thinking about it.