Remind me not to get on a soapbox today. I mean, I know it's Sunday and all, but I have neither the qualifications nor the desire to preach from the pulpit. But I do have something I need to get off my chest and would like to know how you feel about this poser.
My question is: Has anyone noticed how distasteful and trashy today's top music has gotten?
I mean, I am still as young as I think I am, so I still listen to the hits. The radio is on in my car at all times and you are likely to see me walking with my iPod attached somewhere. I love music. I always have and always will. Music awakens my senses and eases my mind. I can sit and listen to music for hours~ not the beat, but the words. In fact, when I am enrapt in songs, I can do nothing else. I guess it's the poet in me who loves to analyze and decipher the lyrics. Pete, on the other hand, listens to music to drown out the tinnitus in his ears. He works while he listens and pays no attention to the words.
So when I asked him what he thought about the singer who has a first name like my daughter (spelled differently though) and a last name that rhymes with scary, this is what he said.
"You don't know who she is? Her trashy album cover is all over and her songs are played every time you turn around. Have you listened to the words of her, um, music?"
"No. I don't know what she sings."
"Well you need to. I can't believe she drones on about going all the way tonight and she even talks about wearing out the sheets... AND THE KIDS ARE BEING EXPOSED TO THIS TRASH! Not to mention her sex on the beach crap. Drink or not, I don't care. She's sending the wrong message to vulnerable ears."
Big breath. I feel a little better now.
"I don't listen to words, remember?"
"Well, you better because I want the station changed when you hear it if the kids are in the car."
"I'll just turn off the radio, okay?" Pete said.
I'm stepping down now.