I’m on another running kick, three or four times a week with the dog.
It seems to be the only time I can really listen to music. I’ve always found that doing something physical and not-quite-mindless was a great way to give my brain some busywork, allowing the other part of my brain to really listen to music.
So just to keep this blog from totally languishing I will post a song from each of my runs — one that shuffled into my consciousness and made my run more fun.
Kicking off this new series is:
“She Don’t Use Jelly” by The Flaming Lips
It’s the kind of silly song I wish I could write. If there’s a profound message in this song, it went right over my head.
As a running song, some people might not like the all the dynamics; the verses with hardly any drums. I kind of like having the feel the subtle pulse of a song when it’s not smacking me in the ears on the two and four beats.
This is from my medium speed playlist for running. The average tempo is 174 BPM (or 87 BPM if you count more slowly).
I’m not trying to brag about my running. Trust me. I’m not fast, and I don’t run far — and I’m not going to talk about how fast or how far I ran. But maybe keeping a musical diary of when I run will keep me going.