She Would Like To Listen To Stone Hitting Stone To A Rhythm
I’m working in the music section of a large bookstore. I notice a seemingly kind, gentle old woman who is wandering around aimlessly.
Me: “Do you need any help?”
She responds with a very abrasive no, so I leave her to it. About ten minutes later, she comes up to the register, very exasperated.
Customer: “Where can I find music from when music began?”
I don’t really understand what she means, so I ask her to go into more detail about what she is looking for.
Customer: “You know! Music from when music began.”
Me: “Well, ma’am, what do you mean exactly? Like classical music?”
Customer: “Music from when music began. Old music.”
Me: “Um… okay. Well, music has been around far longer than we’ve been able to record it. Do you want older, folky, Americana stuff, or classical music?”
Customer: “Music from when music began.”
Me: “Ma’am, humans have been making music since we were living in caves… Can you explain a little better?”
Customer: “I know what song I’m looking for. It’s called Boomerang Biscuit. It’s from when music began.”
I searched the database and Google trying to find this “Boomerang Biscuit” but found absolutely nothing even close to the song title. I asked her to describe what the song sounded like, and her description sounded very bluesy, so I took her to the blues section. We both just started scanning every CD in the blues section, trying to find something that even sounded like what she was looking for.
Finally, we came across this record.
Turns out “music from when music began” was actually just “Rubber Biscuit” by the Blues Brothers.