Friday, May 20, 2005

Pop Rocks

I've been persecuted for my musical tastes since time began. (Really, it's on some cave painting, "Seren has a tin ear" spelled out in little bison.)

It doesn't help that my brother's some kind of music appreciation savant. Whoever you're listening to now, he saw at a club back when they had their original name and all the original members. When he looks through my CD collection, he makes little cries of despair and disbelief, like a thousand tiny mice being tortured.

So, needless to say, it has been no small relief (and only a little bit spooky) that MeiMei and I have the strikingly similar musical tastes*. With her support, I am finally coming forward to say: Pop rocks. It does.

For those of you who have been too ashamed to admit that you once loved somebody Straight Up, Now, Baby; that for one summer you MmmBopped; that you know that you're Toxic -- come out of the shadows, my friends. Pop on, I say. Pop on.

In current rotation:

For those of you still cringing slightly in embarrassment:

*For MeiMei's sake, I claim the really dark recesses of my taste (the country music, the excessive folk, the . . . Christian rock!?!) for myself alone.


Blogger TadMack said...

Seren... okay, I'll go a tiny ways with you on the Christian rock thing, too. Oh yes, I'm afraid. Very afraid. Straight Up, Now, Baby...

Mon May 23, 01:14:00 PM EDT  
Blogger Seren said...

Yeah, shhhhh, don't tell MeiMei, but I recently reordered my Christian rock CDs that were stolen when my car was broken into. I'm still -- Oh, hey, MeiMei, I didn't see you there.

What? I didn't say anything.

Stop looking at me like that.

Tue May 24, 11:31:00 PM EDT  
Blogger MeiMeiLn said...

Seren, you're breaking my heart. I don't know if we can be BBF anymore. :(

Wed May 25, 11:19:00 AM EDT  

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