October 31st, 2005


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I have terrible taste in music. Or, rather, let me say that my taste in music is not at all discriminating. I like what I like, and there's certainly lots of stuff out there that I don't like, but overall, I'm pretty easy. This is most embarrassing because it means that I like a whole lot of pop music. I recognize that this stuff has the musical value equivalent to the nutritional value of a Twinkie, and just as I would only buy a Twinkie as a small part of a very large grocery order, I prefer to enjoy my pop music when I'm alone in a car with smoked windows... but enjoy it, I do.

Normally, pop music has a couple of things going for it: a peppy beat, a catchy tune, and some bland lyrics that somehow manage to make almost everyone feel like the song was written for them or for some aspect of their lives, or something like that. How to appeal to a broad audience? Just like horoscopes make vague claims about someone's personality such that almost all of us can find something familiar in our type's profile, pop music makes a vague claim to sentimentality that nearly everyone can relate to. And, sadly, some of us, even knowing what we're doing, love that sentimentality.

So it was with some surprise this morning that I discovered a pop song whose lyrics are just about as personally/philosophically* offensive to me as anything cookie-cuttered has since... well, I'm not sure when. It took me a while to clue into this, because, well, I admit, I was seduced, as I frequently am, by the peppy beat and the catchy tune. Never let it be said I don't know when I'm easy. Nevertheless, I did eventually clue into the lyrics.

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* Not to be confused with politically offensive, which nearly anything that comes out of pop culture (including my beloved pop music) or big corporations is. I.e., the Hummer, green ketchup, GMO potatoes.