Sarah Hepola on the phenomenon of listening to one song over and over again, which I have to say, I also do (and love doing). I cannot tell you, to intersect a bit with the above, how many times I’ve listened to Aimee Mann’s “Driving Sidways” over the last few weeks. (Thirty? Three hundred? Somewhere in the middle, for sure.)
There’s something about listening to one song over and over that is just, like, you don’t learn anything from the experience. I don’t, at least. But it like soothes this part of you. It really does. It’s like using fine grit sandpaper to smooth out a bit of your psyche, but in away, of course, that doesn’t hurt. Quite the opposite.