Six Issues With Crappy Music

Posted April 8, 2008 by Christy
Categories: Musings

OK, people. I think one fundamental principle behind the last post was missed. There was to be NO judging. I have received a number of comments (I’m curious as to why it shows only 1 posted, as I received responses in a variety of formats.  *Save for future rant).

Please allow me to clarify:

  1. The basic premise of the post was the fact that I fully understand these are songs I should NOT like or sing/hum without end either in my head or aloud.
  2. I also recognize that, even though I occasionally have the songs stuck in my head, I enjoy the songs.
  3. A sane individual would not publicly admit to liking these songs.
  4. I put myself out there as the first to admit to something potentially humiliating.
  5. I specifically offered a forum to share such afflictions (specifically, the liking of commonly accepted bad songs) without threat of judgment or public flogging.
  6. Air Supply was an 80’s band (even though they are again touring) and for that reason is exempt from judgment.

So there are my “six” issues. (Any link to the fact that my only comment ON the actual POST is purely coincidental. Really. It is. Not buying it?)

Let me also tell you that I’ve glimpsed the musical tastes of ‘Others Who Shall Remain Nameless’ and think that the classification of music as “Crap” is, more often than not, completely inaccurate. I would also like to point out that the radio or just simply individually overplaying songs can lead to the “crap” classification of a song. Few songs are able to withstand the treatment of the radio. I tend to adore those songs that are underplayed or not at all played on the radio. They sometimes take me an extra listening or two to adopt, but that can turn out to be well worth the price. As a side benefit, I have the ability to tie a song to just about any situation (PC or not).

All that being said, I still welcome comments and encourage you all to take the opportunity to publicly proclaim those songs you like that you know you probably shouldn’t. Take this as an offering of support from an audience that probably already has that song in a frequently used iPod playlist. As much as you may want to be alone here, you aren’t.

Songs I’m reluctant to publicly admit I like

Posted April 4, 2008 by Christy
Categories: Musings

In no particular order and to be updated as appropriate. This is one reason it’s nice to have a young daughter – MUCH easier to say I have these songs on my iPod for her and it’s likely true):

  • The Belly Button Song – VeggieTales the video absolutely makes this song!)
  • See You Again – Miley Cyrus (Hannah Montana)
  • Piece of Me – Britney Spears
  • Big Girls Don’t Cry – Fergie
  • Any of the Apple/Mac commercial songs (We all know about jingles, but these are full-on catchy songs!). This also holds true for many songs used in commercials and TV shows lately – I LOVE this trend.

It should be noted that I’ll also jump for joy at most 80’s songs, but because I’m not reluctant to admit I enjoy those songs, they won’t be included on this list. Please free yourself – use this opportunity to admit those songs you enjoy, maybe have even purchased, that you wouldn’t typically admit. I’m eager to be your non-judgmental music therapist.

Note: Listing jazz will result in mocking as it’s not “music.”

Do I really have a choice?

Posted April 2, 2008 by Christy
Categories: Wanderings

While driving today, I saw a sign that said:

Destiny Drive Closed
Follow Detour

I opted instead to take the freeway.

A sign from above?

Posted April 2, 2008 by Christy
Categories: Ponderings

Part of my daily commute includes a stretch of road which is being expanded to accommodate the growing population. Today on this road, I noticed one house in particular that has been marked with “DEMO” in bright spray paint, indicating its impending destruction. This is not really a surprising site as the house appears older, not large or ornate, and mostly out of place (it even included a make-shift cable extending through the air from the nearest electric pole and connecting directly to the outside of the house). Like I said, this house was prime for demolition when it came time to expand the road.

Sadly, the one thing about this demolition that bothers me is the likely demolition of the tulips beginning to sprout along the front length of the house. Their leaves are thick and standing tall. Someone probably worked hard to plant the large number of bulbs and sadly, won’t be there to see them bloom this year.

Tulips have such a small window in the spring and can be so fickle. I wonder, if I had been the one moving, would I have dug up the bulbs to take with me knowing that there would be no new residents to enjoy them upon my departure?It just seems so futile for the bulbs to go to the effort of sprouting just because they can’t read the giant “DEMO” marked on the wall above them.

I’m hoping the weather this weekend is kind enough to allow me a trip to the new local nursery followed by an afternoon beautifying my garden. I’m not planning to “demo” the house anytime soon so it seems appropriate.

Just Say “No”

Posted March 27, 2008 by Christy
Categories: Musings

Today I attended a “local” conference (5 mile drive followed by a 75 minute train ride then a 10 minute cab ride). Needless to say, this required an early rise – 5am to be specific. Since I still had to drop The Kid at school, I also had to wake her at about the same time. It goes without saying that she was less than chipper (I don’t blame her at all). When her regular bedtime rolled around this evening and I said my “Good Nights,” she asked if she could please go to bed earlier tomorrow because she is “soooooo tired.”

This, from the kid who asks for seconds of broccoli, requests “healthy snacks” instead of candy bars, and enjoys flossing to keep her teeth clean.

You’ll get a similar sentiment from Mrs. Claire who, when watching The Kid at age 3 one afternoon, was ever-so-politely asked “Can I please jump on the couch?”

Some things just go without saying and THIS is why it pains me sometimes to have to tell her “no.” Bedtime tomorrow will be whenever she wants.