When Venus Meets Neptune: The Cosmic Jam Session That’ll Have Your Soul Droppin’ Beats You Didn’t Even Know Existed!
Added on July 11, 2025 inASTROLOGY CARDS
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Ever notice how the music of our youth can feel like a velvety lullaby, gently cradling the heart, while today’s tunes sometimes come across like a caffeine-fueled rollercoaster? I found myself pondering this paradox during an MRI appointment—yes, an MRI—where the tech, a bona fide gym bro with a sharp cut and softer demeanor, asked me what I’d like to listen to. I drew a blank, thanks to a teeny pill taming my mild claustrophobia. So, I settled on something soft, nothing that would yank me out of my zen zone while I braved the magnetic tunnel. The playlist that played felt like a slow dance with nostalgia—songs from my era, gentle and unassuming, making me wonder: Could the gentle, muted tunes of my generation be the reason why we sometimes feel like we’re on different wavelengths than the kids blasting their bass today? Maybe the stars had a hand in this sonic schism, with Mercury still retrograding in musical mood swings. Or perhaps it’s just the soundtrack of evolving times. Either way—how much does your generation’s music shape your soul? LEARN MORE
I had an MRI today; the tech was a giant gym bro. Very sharp. Nice haircut. Very polite and professional. He asked me what I wanted to listen to during the test. I drew a blank. This was because I had to take a quarter of a pill to keep my mild claustrophobia. “No preference.”
“Are you sure? We have Pandora…”
“Just something, soft. Nothing jarring. I think I’m just going to get in there, close my eyes and pray,” I said.
“That’d be best,” he responded.
I relaxed pretty well in the tube and some soft love song came on. Initially, I thought about his age, against mine. The song was something standard; a guy cooing about his endless love. I was a bit embarrassed, or rather, it registered, this is the category of music for my set. I didn’t think it was wrong or off. I was familiar with the song and the next song and the next. Common music from my era, whether I specifically listened to it or not. I was struck by how soft it all was. Muted and simple, softly coddling the heart.
By the time the last song played, I was jolted. I was contrasting it with modern music; the old music sounded like something you’d play in a mental ward, during “medication time”. This is when it hit me, if you wonder why the generations have trouble relating, this explains quite a bit.
For the record, I don’t think ours is better then theirs. At least they get to be awake!
Do you ever ponder the effects of a genoration’s music?
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