Let's talk about music for a minute. I have been told by some of my friends that I have no pop culture knowledge. You know who you are. And, you know what? It's true. There I said it. I have no pop culture knowledge. Growing up I read books and my mom banned MTV. So yah, I don't know a lot about music or artists or anything remotely tied to that. And I'm done being ashamed about it. So what if I don't know a single answer on Trivial Pursuit Pop Culture edition. I bet I could smoke you in Phase Ten. Or not, but that's not the point. The point is that I am embracing my lack of pop culture.
So now that you realize I am not a music-buff, I can continue with my story. I'm driving home the other day and listening to the radio. Or more accurately, Sirius Satellite Radio (shamless product plug) - if you don't have it already, I highly recommend it. I like my radio just like I like my TV - WITHOUT COMMERCIALS! Anyhoo, so I'm on my pop station and the new Michael Bublé song comes on and I have this sudden urge to drive into oncoming traffic. Ugh. Listening to him is so tedius. I really just don't like his music - guess it's not my style (yes, even someone with no pop culture knowledge can have a music style people!) So, rather than smash up my pretty Baby (and as a result, have higher insurance payments - yuck!) I quickly changed the station. I just hit whichever present I could find and it happened to be channel 9. And for those of you with Sirius you know that channel 9 is "90's on 9," which means . . . . yup, you guessed it: 90's music! And guess what comes on? "U Can't Touch This" by MC Hammer. And what do I find myself subconsciously (or maybe it was consciously . . .) doing? DANCING. In the car. To MC Hammer. That's right folks. I was getting my groove on to "U Can't Touch This." I'll give you a moment to let this sink in.
Ok, moment's up. NOW. It's up. Quit laughing.
I couldn't help myself. I was getting into it. My head was going from side to side, I was singing the words, and I probably even did the white-man's overbite. And you know what? I'm not embarrassed. It has a catchy beat. And it's way better than that Michael Bublé shit.
And this isn't the first time this happened to me. Another time I was driving and Michael Bublé came on (Sirius: for the love of God, please quit playing his songs on the Top 40 hits station - put him on the Elevator Music station or something!). So I changed the station (I think to the 90's station again . . . weird) and "Boombastic" by Shaggy was on. And yes, I choose to listen to that over boring, whiny elevator music. And, again, I found myself shaking my groove thing.
So, yes, I admit that I have no pop culture knowledge. I admit that I have danced in the car to MC Hammer and Shaggy. And I admit that it was FUN! And I am throwing down the gaunlet and daring YOU to have a little fun and to let loose and maybe shake YOUR groove thing to a song you secretly like. But here's the thing: DO IT OPENLY! Don't be ashamed! Embrace your crappy music taste!
To generate discussion, leave me some comments on what music you secretly like, but have always been embarrassed to tell others about. Come on. We won't make fun of you . . . . too much.
And because I like blogs with photos, here ya go:
= BORING
= FUN!Deal with it.
1 comment:
I always thought your lack of pop culture knowledge was quite endearing. But I'm glad you are embracing it! And AMEN on the Michael Buble. (shudder)
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