Music has always been a large part of my relationship with my husband. I think of it sometimes as likely the only interest we really had in common when we'd first started dating. Well, that and beer.
It was the 80's, and we were both religious listeners of 102.1, CFNY radio, which is now called "The Edge". A station where they'd play the likes of U2 (when they were young and edgier), the Alarm, the Cure, the Cult, the Smiths, Depeche Mode, Japan, Canadian content (Blue Peter, Images in Vogue, wow, now we're talking ancient)... all the usual suspects. When the content changed in the 1990's following the grunge and newer punkish movement (Nirvana, early Green Day, Pearl Jam, etc...) we were there.
So it's not so much of a surprise that our kids love music, and the boy has even taken over my iPod. Truth be told, it was never really mine. He's loaded it up with all sorts of Hip Hop, rap, top 40s poppy/rock like Nickelback. I think it's hilarious sometimes when we're on the road especially on long trips, and he pays attention to our flipping on the radio. If we land on classic rock, or something that doesn't sound like today's flavour he'll ask who it is. And then he'll ask whether they're dead. I guess that's how old he thinks we are.
While the Edge is still more geared to those under 30, I still keep it pre-programmed in my van. They're the only station that I've heard play anything by Metric, so I'm still sold. Yesterday, we're in the car and I've got it on The Edge, and the Red Hot Chili Peppers come on. After a little while, the boy says,
"Mom can you switch this? This is so bad, I mean who LIKES this stuff?".
"Actually, they're the Red Hot Chili Peppers and a lot of people really like them. They were really popular in the 80's and 90's."
"Really? Cuz they're horrible. I mean, it's annoying and reminds me of Yo Gabba Gabba - 'In my tummy - in my tummy - party -party- there's a party in my tummy....!" Oh. My. Gawd!!!!!".
Yes, he's fairly dramatic.
I've never been the biggest fan of the Chili Peppers.
Now I think I know why.
14 comments:
That's hilarious.
Good for you for staying current w/ music! I feel like I'm one of the only ones who does that. :)
I've never seen Yo Gabba Gabba before, this is hilarious. How old is your son? He would be a great music critic!
Don't cave! Those kids need to know the Chili Peppers.
oooh grade 12 memories of the Chili Peppers....good times, good parties
I love music,concerts, biographies on music....all of it...and somehow my 4 year old has learn to love Green Day AND Flo Rida???
Oh my god, on my first trip ever out of the prairies, I found CFNY and it was nearly a religious experience. Thanks for reminding me!!!
HA! You haven't lived until you've herad my 5 YO belt Linkin Park from the backseat. I was hoping she got my singing talent, but I'm beginning to fear it's fallen to her dad's gene pool.
I never could get into hair bands, and the RHCP lead dude creeped me out. LOL I'm not sure why.....
Funny how they think our music is so old and horrid! At least we mostly had lyrics that meant something....
Ha! "Are they dead?"
"No, but they SHOULD be..."
I am always amazed at the longevity of some of those bands like The Stones. You'd think with their lifestyle, they would have gone long ago.
He's right! That Chili Pepper song is BAD. Don't think I have heard it before but there is one song that I recall liking WAY back when. I'm old too ;)
I used to own a Chili Peppers cd, but I got rid of it recently when I finally realised that I only liked 2 or 3 tracks, and I HATED all the rest.
Aww.... but Anthony Kiedis is way cuter than Brobee. Does that count for anything?
My boys both love music! The youngest has started singing to himself recently. We think it's a medley of Happy Birthday, Wheels on the Bus and Row Row Row Your Boat, but we're not sure. My oldest like "rock and roll" and insists I change the station if a song is appropriately "rock and roll" enough for him. Unfortunately, that usually means any song sung by a woman get a thumbs down, but I'm learnin' him.
First Celine and now RHCP? OMG Karen. *sob*
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