…har jeg lånt hos Jens Unmack, fordi citatet meget godt dækker mit eget forhold til musik, der i høj grad er nostalgisk men også nysgerrigt rettet ind mod alt det nye, der hele tiden bryder frem…

I’m told that at some point, usually around age 30 or sometimes later, a great many people basically stop seeking out new music. They circle back around to the same old albums, their favorite albums – the albums of their childhood, or of some time when they were happiest. Their iTunes library (if they have one) may slowly grow, but the amount of records they actually listen to contracts. It circles around the same twenty records, and then fifteen, and then maybe ten. They might occasionally be curious about their favorite band from fifteen years ago putting out a new record, or doing an overpriced reunion tour, but mostly they’re indifferent or even hostile towards the idea of new music. And then – and I’m scared to tell you this, because I don’t want to believe such a thing could be true – it’s said that somewhere out there are people who have actually stopped listening to music.

You have to fight this, because not being interested in new sounds is a symptom of something larger and scarier: your curiosity and enthusiasm for life itself drying up. Something elastic and passionate inside you is starting to become rigid, static, numbed, and you have to fight it. With a determined and devoted program. I truly believe this.