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My Summer Pain

It’s been awhile since I blogged regularly, so I’m taking this slowly going with the things I missed about blogging. Mainly my What’s Playing Wednesdays. I’m a music hound, so of course I missed picking songs out for y’all to listen to.

Which brings us to today’s post. While I was laid up with the bad shoulder, camped out in the recliner and drugged out of my mind (those first few weeks), my cousin’s 11-year-old daughter came to spend the days with us. She’s a good kid and made the days fly by. But she’s also 11 years old which means she’d wait for me to pass out from the painkillers, steal the remote and put her shows on. It’s been a long time since I watched Nickelodeon all day long. But I did that this summer. Five days a week, six to eight hours a day. Sure, when I was on the medication I found it hilarious. Of course anything’s funny when you’re high as a kite. Later though, I realized she’d brainwashed me. Yes.

How do I know? Because she somehow managed to make my mind absorb the words to this song and remember them. And they’re engrained. Forever.

 If you’ve followed my blog for the last…I don’t even know how long I’ve been writing it. Four years? Five? Something like that,  you’d know that while I adore my music, bubblegum pop has never been my thing. I didn’t like boy bands when I was a pre-teen. While my friends were going nuts over Menudo when I was in elementary school or New Kids on the Block when I was in junior high, I was digging Duran Duran or Black Sabbath and Jethro Tull. I am not a boy band fan, never have been. But I know the words to this song. Why? Because we watched Big Time Rush nearly every day.

So that’s what this month’s theme is going to be. What I did this summer…as in what songs will forever remind me of my 11-year-old niece cornering me on my recliner and singing “Pink, fluffy unicorns covered in rainbows/pink, fluffy unicorns covered in rainbows!” while I cringed. CRINGED, y’all.

Now…sing it “It’s the only life you got/So ya gotta live it big time”.

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867-5309

As I was driving home yesterday, this song came on the radio. I was young when it came out and there was nothing I loved better than singing the words to every song I heard. It’s only as I got older that I realized just what the hell was going on in these songs.

Seriously, if you go back and listen to the music you loved as a child, you might be surprised over what exactly is going on. I distinctly remember re-listening to George Jones’s ‘He Stopped Loving Her Today’. I was in my teens and I’m just listening to it and then I thought…’Holy crap! He’s dead! WTF?’ Okay, we didn’t have WTF when I was a teenager, but I’m trying not to be too vulgar.

‘867-5309’ is another song I had to really listen to in order to figure out what was going on. Um, do you routinely go into raptures over a person whose name you got off a bathroom wall? This instantly makes me think of ‘Dumb and Dumber’ when Lloyd is in the bathroom at the truck stop and sees the note about being in that particular stall on that date and at that time and no one other than Sea Bass shows up. Yeah. That’s lovely.

Don’t even get me started on the  um, self-pleasuring songs. ‘Going Japanese’, ‘She-Bop’…ick. It makes me feel dirty to know I sang along with these songs while having no idea what they meant.

One of my favorite stories growing up, was about ‘Lady Marmalade’. My sister was maybe 5 or 6 (way before I was born, mind you) when this song came out. Like any kid, she learned the words and sang them all the time. This probably wouldn’t have been a big deal since most of it is in French, except my grandmother spoke Cajun French. She nearly had a heart attack when my sister went waltzing through her house singing ‘voulez-vous coucher avec moi?’. She immediately turned to my mother and demanded, ‘Do you know what she’s saying?!’ My mom, not knowing a lick of French had to admit, no, she didn’t know what that meant. My grandmother (which still kills me to imagine her saying this) told her ‘she’s asking if they want to go to bed with her!’. Yeah. Ma-maw wasn’t too happy about this.

Granted, current music isn’t innocent and there’s a lot of music I wouldn’t want my children to listen to if I had them. What really gets my goat, are the Kid Bop CDs. I don’t know exactly what’s on these things, but if they’re using songs from the pop charts, it can’t be good. I don’t really want to see kids going around singing about ‘My Humps’ or something similar. Oh sure, let the kids sing a song about drug addiction. Why not? Ugh.

Rant over.

So is there any song you listened to growing up that shocked you when you heard it again as an adult?

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