Bringing Up Daughters
When did the music that the kids listen to become so, I don't know, uncool?
I've been trying to introduce my kids to the music that I like in the hopes that the corporate pop machine won't latch onto them like some facehugger from the Alien films. This effort has been met, mostly, with failure. CoolDaughter #1 does love Belle and Sebastian's If You're Feeling Sinister and the occasional song here and there that she hears on the old satellite radio. CoolDaughter #2, on the other hand, is having none of it. She is a pop princess through and through and knows the lyrics to most of the songs topping the charts.
It's pretty sad when the best thing I can hope for is that they'll prefer Avril Lavigne or Kelly Clarkson to Karmin or Cobra Starship.
Anyway, once CD #2 gets a load of this, I expect to hear, "Play it again, Daddy!" about a thousand times this weekend.
I don't hate this song at all... ...yet.
Happy Friday.
"Rock" on...
