So my sister is in town this week. Till Saturday morning to be exact. But with her, she not only brought her boyfriend and a humongous full size air mattress, but also she brought me a few things that were still at my mother’s house.
Including, my favorite, a box full of CD’s circa 1996. Some older, some newer.
My favorite? Boyz II Men – MotownPhilly. Oh. My. God. Billie Myers – Kiss the Rain, some Aaliyah single, a Savage Garden CD, but the best of all…here it goes… I had CASSETTE Singles! Fiancé and I don’t even OWN a cassette player. What the hell am I going to do with these beasts?!!?!!! Back when I DIDN’T get an allowance (still bitter), I’d skimp on my lunches and save my lunch money to buy these beasts for like a dollar or two at the local Saturday Night Mattinee (you all remember that store that sold CD’s before it became that overprice store that begins with an F? Yeah You know what I’m talking about…surely…).
Upon opening the box and finding my box of goodies, I first apologized to fiancé for marrying someone with such a wretched taste in music – what was I THINKING?!?!?! But then I thought, you know, when you’re 12, 13, and even 14 years old you’re allowed to have a bad taste in music. I mean, sure I love me some acoustic John Mayer, U2, Keane and SnowPatrol these days but back then I was all about the cheesy pop music – Spice Girls, Ace of Base, Boyz II Men, Backstreet Boys, etc…And the CD Singles! SO MANY OF THEM!!! Oh my oh my oh my. Then? I giggled. I have yet to go through the entire box, I didn’t want to make a huge mess of the house. But Oh man…oh man oh man oh man. My sister protested my apology by saying “hey! I like most of that music too!” Well big sister, I hate to tell you, but you have an even worse taste in tunes than I do. HA! TAKE THAT!
But think about it, we chide the “tweens” these days for worshiping the likes of Jonas Brothers, and Miley Cyrus – saying “well that’s okay, it’s aimed at them, that doesn’t make it good” But who are we to judge? When i was 13, I had never heard of Journey, White Snake, and hated Guns N’ Roses. Now? They all produced some of my favorite songs (that might say something about my current music tastes depending on what you think of 80′s hair bands)
So to any 13 year olds who I might judge as you wear your purple sparkle teeshirt with Hannah Montana’s face pasted on the front, I’m sorry. I’m sure my peers who were 5-10 years older than me (my sister aside, she had even worse taste than me) thought the same of my wretched taste ten years ago. However, just cause I forgive you for having a wretched taste in tunes, does NOT mean you can be loud on the metro with school girl giggling or stand on the left on the escalators, or being annoying and in my way when in a rush. Kapeesh?
What music are you ashamed of admitting that you like(d)???
