Wrong Music


‘Ok Camp, here is one of my pet peeves. Every restaurant and pub somehow believe that we all want to listen to loud classic rock’ n roll. Look around. What’s the demographic? I bet you it’s barely south of pension age. In other words, people like you and me who just want to have a quiet beer, hear each other talk and enjoy the atmosphere.’

‘I feel your pain brother. Worse than restaurants and pubs are the grocery stores. Why do I have to listen to Pink Floyd, who I like but not while I’m wandering around the vegi section. The other day it was ‘Bon Jovi’s Living on a Prayer at full volume while I’m standing at the deli counter. Is that really necessary? I asked nobody in particular and the woman beside me just shook her head in resignation. I try not to listen, she said.’

‘Honestly I’m not going back to certain restaurants because not only does their choice of music not fit the menu but it’s way too loud,’ she said and I had to agree.

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Young Blood


       I removed my new Bluetooth earbuds when I sat down on the patio since the pub’s interior is closed once again due to new restrictions. Camp gave me the quizzical eye. ‘These little beauties also contain a mic and deliver a sound like a full room hi-fi system,’ I explained.

            ‘Wow,’ Camp said with a hint of cynicism, those make you look fifty years younger.’

            ‘I’ve subscribed to Amazon Prime Music streaming service and somehow they know how old I am. When I chose the ‘Your Soundtrack’ option they played only songs from the late sixties and early seventies. First, I thought that they just played the best songs ever but then I realized that they tailored the music to my age group. I must have put in my birth date when I signed up.’

            ‘And you will get all targeted advertising like dentures, adult diapers and reverse mortgages,’ Camp said with a chuckle.

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