The sun doesn’t rise and set on compound interest. Did you hear me? The sun doesn’t rise and set on compound interest.
I’m forty-eight and Soundgarden’s music has been a constant inspiration and comfort to me since I was in my early twenties. This morning I woke up to the news that Chris Cornell is dead.
Without Cornell’s music I might still be working.
In 1992 and 1993 I was a disc jockey for a large commercial classic rock station and a smaller college alternative station. At the college station we were among the first to play Soundgarden; probably the song “Outshined.” Getting paid to play music was incredibly cool, and a damned fine lifestyle, too: work all day and party all night, free concert tickets and backstage passes to any show you wanted to see, being recognized around town as a “celebrity,” etc., etc.
And so: when I jumped over into corporate America I was immediately miserable…forced to put on uncomfortable clothes and commute to a workplace where everybody was older and even more miserable than I was; and I I had to sit in a box all day putting together meaningless Powerpoint slides for an asshole of a manager who couldn’t have cared less about me or anybody else in my department. In other words, an instant loss of freedom.
I’d put on Soundgarden when I felt low…but I’d also put on Soundgarden when I felt high. They were an amazing influence–a reminder of what it had once felt like to be free, and what it’d feel like to be free once again.
Hell, I even blasted “Jesus Christ Pose” at an ex-girlfriend one time during a fight when I was trying to drown out her bitchery.
Anyway, back to splurging. I saw Soundgarden two weeks ago in Atlanta’s Fox Theater, and I’m so happy I did. Tickets were $80, but it turns out that buying one was among the best decisions I ever made. Sometimes the curtain parts and you see that money is just paper, a fiat currency, a world-wide hallucination.
And that’s where I’ll leave this morbid-ass ramble. I may not know who you are, but I hope you’ll spend a little money being good to yourself today, and I hope in a couple of decades you’ll look back fondly on having done so.
Don’t miss out on your life because you were always focused on the future. Nothing is forever. And for God’s sake, listen to the music that’s important to you at every opportunity.