Circus music makes me want to kill people

For work, our foundation is hosting a black tie event with a circus theme. I was asked to find some circus music to go along with the theme.

A quick check of the library turned up two CDs, one of which is still on reserve, but last night, I picked up Circus Music From the Big Top by the Merle Evans Circus Band.

You know what I found out? Listening to circus music makes me homicidal.

I only have a vague memory of attending a circus as a child, and as far as I can recall, nothing bad happened there. I am morally opposed to circuses for the way they treat animals, but I don't think it's that. I'm not particuarly fond of clowns, but I don't think it's that either. I think it's that the music is just so unrelentingly cheerful.

I'm not overly enamored of excessive cheeriness. Not sure why. People who are too cheery irritate the hell out of me. Probably just because I'm not a nice person. And I'm fine with that.

But I probably shouldn't make a habit of listening to circus music, just in case it sends me over the edge. Wouldn't want to have to update this blog from prison.