I am so embarrassed to admit to liking some of the music that I like. I want to be cool and listen to cool singers/bands like DMB (which I do occasionally listen too), Tori Amos, Liz Phair, PJ Harvey. I want to like people with a message and real talent! And there are a few bands that I like that I think are pretty cool, like Evanescence. But then, I catch myself singing along with The Backstreet Boys in the car on the way home or bopping my head to Britney’s Toxic.
What is wrong with me?!?!
I should realize that these people are just singing what they are told sing. They rarely write their own music, they can’t play their own music, they are simply there to look good and make money. But I just can’t get into the “smarter” music out there. I did like Liz Phair’s last album, it was catchier music to me, but I have a feeling her old stuff is better. I just can’t get into it. Sigh…
You know, I am the same way about things I read. I want to read the cool, deep, interesting writers like Ian McEwan, Philip Roth, Stewart O’Nan, Salman Rushdie, etc, etc, etc. However, anytime I have tried any of the above my eyes cross and my brain fogs over. I’m quite disgusted with myself.
Playing in my head: Liz Phair’s Why Can’t I Be?
Reading: Ireland and loving it!
Reading next: Either Zorro, god’s in Alabama by Joshlyn Jackson, or Tithe: A Modern Fairy Tale by Holly Black