Thursday, February 11, 2010

Hi, I'm Lindsey and I like bad pop music.

***HI LINDSEY***

I used to have good music taste, I think I did?  Dave will never agree with that statement but we won't even begin to discuss his music preferences.  I used to listen to really interesting and unique bands, small townie bands, local groups I could afford to see frequently.  I liked going to small venues to listen to new and upcoming music (I'm making myself sound WAY cooler than I actually was...) but still.  I used to seek out music much more than I do now.  

Now I have a bebes, and while I can't blame her entirely for this, she is a contributing factor as to why I don't have hours on end to download and explore new music.  

So...most days when I can get Handy Manny turned off or at least lowered in volume or I can get my child to forget she has a DVD player in the car...I start to forget that my life is just one huge Disney montage singing spectacle...and I turn on the radio.  THE RADIO...now because I don't have any of that fancy stuff like Sirus or XM radio...I listen to the old classics like FM and AM.  

When I lived in Cleveland there were a few stations I really enjoyed listening to.  They had new and upcoming artist the hosts were really interesting to listen to.  For some reason try as I might I have yet to find a station anywhere near Chicago that has music I want to listen to.  It's driving me batty!  I listen to NPR most days because yes, I do like to be well informed about the world around me but also because there is REALLY nothing else I want to subject myself to.  

Recently I've been listening to one of the more popular stations in Chicago area and apparently I now LOVE pop music.  I wouldn't say i'm as far gone as a Brittany Spears lover...but DAAAANG some of this music is catchy.  Who knew Pink was so talented?  And I just downloaded that Hot Mess song by Cobra Starship....That song was clearly made to make late 20 something suburban loving white girls with toddlers and husbands at home...want to slap on hot pink lipstick some hooker boots and a boob-licious top to go clubbing...I SWEAR!  Every time I hear that song while driving...I start maneuvering the car like I'm driving on 22' crome rims cruising for chicks...except...wait...anyway you get the idea.  

I either need to embrace this new lifestyle or get back to my roots.  I'm seriously confused at this point and need someone to burn me a few CD's...do people still do that?  Maybe someone could gift me some music on iTunes?  I'm desperate here people...DESPERATE!

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