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Whether singing Country or of Caminitos, beware of Communist Pilots!!!!!! Unless you’re name is John, Paul, or Ringo; in that case bribe them with a private show at the Kremlin.

So it is 1 am. I have one light on, setting the appropriate mood for late night studying. Currently writing a paper on the privacy implications of Social Networking Sites, I decide to leave academia for a moment and engage in some practice based research. I open gmail and start writing, to whom, I am not sure yet.

But. But.

Itunes competes for my online attention, proposing song after song, the one more fascinating than the next. I ponder the randomness of the Party Shuffle function. Is it random at all? Or is Internet God trying to lead me down some unknown musical path?

Late night musical geography

My random Itunes journey begins. I decide to limit myself to three songs because it is now 1:40 AM. I take a few minutes to make myself a steaming cup of Morrocan Orange Spice Tea to accompany me on my musical exploration.

Song 1:
Patsy Cline plays in the background, but I am unsure just how she got in my playlist. Probably a song my brother sent me. He is my only link to the dark side: country music. Patsy is Back in Baby’s Arms, but unfortunately, unbeknown to her when she belted out the tune in 1959, a plane crash four years later would end her life and career, then at its peak, forever painting her as a country music icon.

Song 2:
The Beatles are back! Back in the USSR. Never ones to disappoint, I suspected the Fab Four might make an appearance tonight. The song was released on the infamous White Album and prompted mass protests from British and American right-wingers, at the time engulfed in the midst of the Cold War. Russian urban myth has it that there was a long-haul flight with Beatles onboard, and due to some conditions, a technical landing had to be made in Moscow. The Kremlin bosses (although officially rejecting The Beatles as “bourgeois propaganda”) “INVITED” the band to give a special concert for the CPSU Central Committee members and their families, and that is how the song was written.

Now things are getting interesting. I take a sip of tea, nearly scalding my tongue with the yet-to-cool-to-drinking-temperature liquid.

Song 3:
The Cold War had ramifications across the globe. The US used its fight against Communism ( is there such a thing as prejudism against ism’s? they oft seem to be the scapegoat for the ills that plague us) to further meddle in the affairs of others. Fortunately our next performer, Carlos Gardel, was no longer alive to see his beloved Caminito fall into the hands of a brutal US backed military dictatorship in the 70’s. Gardel, perhaps the most prominent figure in the history of tango, died in an plane crash at the height of his career, that created, as for Patsy Cline in the US, the image of a tragic hero. Coincidence? The similarities don’t stop there. Supposedly, in 1915, Communist Revolutionary Che Guevarra’s father shot Gardel in Recoleta’s Palais de Glace in Buenos Aires.

Findings:
So where has this short trip in musical RANDOMNESS brought me? And what has it taught me?

Whether singing Country or of Caminitos, beware of Communist Pilots!!!!!! Unless you’re name is John, Paul, or Ringo; in that case bribe them with a private show at the Kremlin.

Mere coincidence? Overactive imagination? Or is the Internet God trying to lead me down some unknown musical path? “Nahh, that’s nonsense!”, I tell myself.

Go to bed, it’s 2AM.

I catch a glimpse of the illuminated apple on the back of my laptop and a half nervous chuckle escapes my lips as I turn the light off.

I am using the forbidden fruit of electronics!

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