Thank you everybody for the input and help; I think the biggest reason I didn’t knit yesterday was I just wasn’t up to it. Today’s a good deal better.
Now. It’s much easier to learn something or remember something if it’s set to music. And it’s much easier to maintain a rhythm at something if there’s music going; many a store has installed muzak to get people to slow down and look around more at the merchandise. Or, in the case of some stores I know of that cater to teenagers, loud, edgy music to drive their parents away so the kids can look more cool, ie be seen hanging out there while definitely not with Mommy nor Daddy.
I like to knit to music, and the tempo often matches without my even noticing. When I’ve got a heavy deadline looming, I have a tendency to pick out albums with more verve and energy to them.
My apologies in advance for the earworms I’m about to inflict on you. Someone somewhere, who must have been a teenager in the ’70’s too, was teaching a CPR class and came up with a way to demonstrate how to aim for the right number of compressions per minute a rescuer should be doing. Which is 103, ideally. You ready?
“I. I. I. I’m staying alive, staying alive.”
Okay. Well, it’s the right idea for your heart attack victim anyway. This, though, not so much: (using *!* to represent sharp drum beats)
“*!* *!* *!* Another one bites the dust! *!* *!* *!*”
(With thanks to John, RN, for the information.)