…and all that jazz

For several days now, I’ve been listening to French Quarter jazz. I don’t know but it seems to suspend time. Unlike pop and the all giddy top-40 songs that distract you from work (because you can’t help but sing along with them, and occasionally do a sudden dance move, hehehe) jazz seems to relax and make me feel light and hakuna matata-ish breezy. I can even listen to it while reading War of the Worlds without my left and right brain clashing and giving up on me. And yup, I’ve been exploring different music genres nowadays (and there’s a lot of them!) for lack of better things to do in the office. No load, no task for 2 weeks in a row. I feel like a real bummer, a jazzy bummer.