Friday, January 21, 2011

My bleeding ears

Something terrible has happened. I'm not sure if I will ever be the same.

My daughter and I don't share the same taste in music anymore. This is really bad, folks. I try to impart to her the beauty of great musicians like Nina Simone and Louis Armstrong. The classic muscle of The Eagles and Credence Clearwater. The defiant rock of Guns N Roses and Aerosmith. Even the husky sexiness of a new favorite, Michael Grimm. But no, what does she want to listen to? Crappy ass stuff like Flyleaf and Evanescence. It's crap I say!

This is wrong. It's so wrong. Something must be done.


  1. Dang it! I am already trying to do this with my little one. No crappy cheesy children's music for her. We listen to a lot of Elizabeth Mitchell. I thought I could keep her off the crap if I only had her listen to quality. Although, I went though a crappy stage myself. Maybe your daughter will grow out of it?

  2. I can still hope...I have exposed them to all kinds of music from before they were born. I think it just seems that much more traumatic because the stuff she likes borders on heavy metal and I just HATE that!!


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