Yanny or Laurel: Something Else at Work

Can you believe it? There is a debate raging through English-speaking society, ripping the fabric of society even as we sepak. It’s gotten on all major news outlets, divided the country and is basically causing World War III. It is the “Yanny” vs “Laurel” debate.

Now, let’s get this out of the way. I usually hear “Yanny.” However, when you isolate the higher tones and play the lower tones only, I distinctly hear “Laurel,” and in a much lower register. Now, why is that? I have a theory. It has to do with what dominant tones a person hears. “Yanny” has a high, somewhat nasal effect to it, while “Laurel” has a lower sound. The “Yanny” people might have trouble, as do I, hearing lower tones.

Here’s more evidence of my theory: I have trouble hearing Benedict Cumberbatch at times, especially when he speaks fast. Of course, he is definitely a man of lower tones. But I have no trouble hearing the higher-pitched voices seemingly everywhere in the voices of Japanese animation. Now, think about that for a minute. What if what you hear from that creepy robot voice indicates something else at work? Maybe you have trouble hearing specific tones.

Due to this theory, I would like to propose being kind to those who hear differently. It might actually repair society’s bonds. Oh, who am I kidding? World War III is around the corner.


Now Playing At Applebee’s: Dinner Music for the Not Very Hungry 

Sometimes, I like to veer off into more lighthearted things. We all need a good laugh every now and then.

There was a funny story involving the music at Applebee’s today. (They have good French Onion Soup, so there.) I tend to run toward rock and roll, but the music somehow made me laugh. I mean, you usually tend to get music toward the calm and soothing, right? The thing is, the song  ensemble went like this: It started with “Freebird” by Lynyrd Skynyrd, with its crazy guitar solo at the end. It then went to “Rock and Roll” by Led Zeppelin. It then went to Van Halen. Of course there were a couple of songs in between. It just seemed out of place in a fairly basic restaurant that basically wants to be a steakhouse. I blame the waitstaff. I thought it coincided because the woman who served me seemed in her fifties, which would have put her teenage years in about the 1970s, or the era of the music being played. Maybe it was the fact that I was in the company of my mother, who prefers more gentle music to soothe herself, but I thought it was rather funny to eat soup and salad with Led Zeppelin in the background.