Mail… I Get Mail.
Oh my! This came in at the Health Hacks Podcast site via email today:
Thank you for your fine work. Today I discovered your URL and I enjoyed the program, except for one thing: the immature “music” and screaming. I will not be returning because of all that jarring, unp;easant noise on your Web site, and I suspect that many others will not return, too. Please do not take my criticism amiss, because it was meant to be constructive. I can tell that you are very decent and likeable folks, and I only wish you had been exposed to the joy of Baroque music. (I believe that the last two generations in our nation have been cheated out of a good music education. Latin and Greek, too, have been shown the door by a severely misguided educational establishment, but I digress.)… [Name Redacted]
For the record, I went to the Berklee College of Music and I write much of the music for that show (not the theme, though), so I must take the blame not only for choosing the offending “music”, but for creating it as well! I believe Mr. X is referring to the interstitial music — a few bars of hand percussion with a sample of a guy rapping “get up… get up” ending with a perky “Yow!”. While I probably do overuse that bit, it does match the overall tone of that show.
I can’t imagine this particular show would be improved by a fugue or canon performed on a harpsichord or pipe organ. I did once excerpt Toccata and Fuge in D Minor by J.S. Bach on LLVLC, but did I get kudos for that?
In conclusion, “Amo, Amas, Amat.”

