Let me start off by explaining that I'm almost always listening to music. Music is a huge part of my life. I've loved it with a passion before I was old enough to walk and I've been playing instruments since my hands were big enough to hold them. I don't care what it is, if it's creative and different, and serious thought and passion were put into its creation, I'll happily listen to it (which is why I have no patience for the top 40 pop/hip-hop pablum that record companies try to spoon-feed to the masses). But before I start ranting about the complete lack of thought and originality in popular music I'll get on with my post. At this point, I've successfully managed to integrate music into almost every facet of my daily existence. Which means, yes, I have a stereo in the bathroom. In my opinion, no good shave is complete without a soundtrack. I can't imagine fully enjoying a de-whiskering without some great music, be it mellow or maniacal, helping my razor along in its task. I just need to remember; now that I'm using a straight razor, dancing around in the bathroom just got a little more dangerous. This morning's playlist heavily featured songs by Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds, Turbonegro, and a crazy little band called Gogol Bordello, a New York "gypsy punk" band composed mostly of Eastern European immigrants. Good stuff.
To give you an idea, here's a vid of one of my favorite Gogol bordello songs. At about 34 seconds in it'll kick you in the face (in a good way )


YouTube - Gogol Bordello: Wonderlust King