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Tuesday, August 19, 2008

As we all grow withered

Such a blissful day...My mother's birthday, and for once I've stopped being a spoiled prick long enough to make her a nice gift. I decided to water color a semi-realistic based portrait of a young woman crying, (hope that doesn't send the wrong message) And along with that I carefully put together a playlist of 17 songs, all based on Indie/Alternative female singers. Yeah, my Mumma's music taste isn't too bad, both of my parents grew up listening to legends like The Who, Led Zeppelin, Nirvana, Pearl Jam, Soundgarden, Talking Heads, Smashing Pumpkins...etc. And even though my Mom also has a secret love for more female-pop related music, and my dad...well, he has a W I D E sense of music genres that he enjoys.^^
In fact, music-wise, I'm probably really lucky that I'm growing up with parents that actually aren't total dinkuses when it comes to rock. Even though my tastes tend to have branched off in different directions, I still find myself coming across bands that my dad has in his H U G E CD collection. For example, conversations have started to end up like this:
"Hey dad, have you heard of the Pixies?"
"Pixies? Yeah! I have a few of their albums"
"Oh really? Do you think I'd be able to put some on my iPod?"
"Yarra, you're not cool enough to be listening to the Pixies."
"Wa?"
"I mean, my coolest friends that are musicians all LOVE the Pixies. You're just not cool enough, sorry..."
"What the hell?" *Chuckles*
"Where'd you hear about the Pixies?"
"Well I've got some friends that listen to them, and I just stumbled across some awesome songs on the radio/Internet."
"Oh really? Like who?"
"Uh," *pauses, lists a few people* "...and Gaelen."
"Gaelen Bates? I've seen his haircut Yarra, he doesn't like the Pixies. Poser."
So anyways, every now and then I stumble upon conversations like this that make me, for a brief, shining nanosecond, think my parents could be cool. Then, they do something that makes me swiftly change my mind. :P

The curling of lips
Spin that frown into twists
Your grin no longer resembling sad crescent moons

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