Today Dave and I were at work rearranging one of the workspaces. We were just moving boxes and doing some general cleanup. Standard fare. However, we were out in the dungeon, a garage that is separate from the main building. There’s no heat, no radio, no internet, etc… Dave had pulled out one of his many interweb devices and had logged onto some streaming radio website and that’s what he had been listening to. When I walked in, the music had gotten to some absolutely horrible techno/dance/electronica/horribleness, and of course I started calling him names and whining about how crappy the music was.

So Dave said, “Fine, I’ll put on some death music!”, which I was totally okay with, since it would mean that he had to listen to something not of his choosing. Dave searched the site he was at and found a death station (death.fm, even), and it started playing.

??? It wasn’t no heavy metal music wafting about the room. It was creepy mausoleum music or something. At that point Dave looked at the description, and sure enough…he had punched in ‘death music’, and what popped up was music that you could play in a funeral home.  Of course, in retrospect, it made all kinds of sense, because after all, it WAS death.fm.
Why would one want to listen to that?! I’m fairly open-minded, but that was just plain old creepy.

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