I haven't really listened to any music the last few days. With Diana working from home and not really driving anywhere, I just didn't really think to listen to anything.
I'm convinced that makes me dumb. Music has a certain therapeutic or stimulating effect on me that I can't exactly describe. I find it easier to engage in things, especially more intellectually driven things like writing or coding, when I've got tunes.
Right now, old Nine Inch Nails tunes (live album, And All That Could Have Been) seem to give me the mood adjustment I was looking for. That Trent Reznor is one moody dark bastard. Why does that make me happy?
By the way, I'm really digging the new Venus Hum album, Mechanics and Mathematics. Good stuff there.