The reason I don’t like music

Well, now that I’ve got your attention, I do like music, but sometimes in can seem truly tyrannical! It can really command your emotions and feelings. I guess the point is that you choose what music you want to listen to, but sometimes you have no choice: if you go to a club your mind is bombarded with some other person’s madness! And the other problem I have with it is its sheer importance to people. It becomes something of a religion to them. But doesn’t this show a lack of something? Climbers do this too. Elevate the sport to an importance I don’t think it deserves. For example, a climbing gym manager once told me that his wife knows that climbing comes first; if she asked him to quit climbing he would divorce her in a second. Something seems wrong with this picture. And then when, inevitably, they become injured, such unhappiness... But maybe I’m wrong: perhaps I don’t live with enough passion. And maybe music is religion: if we are, in the end, just vibrating particles, as is music (isn’t it?).