Monday Mix: High School

This entire post is going to date me, and that would probably only bother me if I were any age past the point where I start to hide it. But I’m not. It will make me feel old, this much is true. Got a few gray hairs springing out here and there. Maybe saw a furrow line in my eyebrow the other day. But. I’m not hiding it. Not yet, anyway.

Last night, I was tortured sitting through this year’s Billboard Music Awards. Act after act, I winced. Then I shuddered. I can’t bear to sit through things I can’t stand. It makes me violent towards my television. I like my television. Instead of frustrating myself, I use a method BFam taught me called “fast watching”. You TiVo/DVR/[insert preferred recording method here, except VHS because BWAHAHAHAHA] the show you want to watch, then you fast forward everything you don’t want to see. Want to know how much of last night’s show I witnessed without it blurring by me? Guess. C’mon.

Five minutes. And even in those five minutes, I was disappointed. (I’m looking at you, BeyoncĂ©.) Ken Jeong could not save that show, and I loves me some Ken Jeong (paging all Community fans).

After whizzing by just about everything, I turned the television off, set the remote beside me on the couch, and stayed stuck that way for a good ten minutes before the following words fell out of my mouth: “I am old.” Not hiding-my-age old. But remember listening to music of your era and your parents going, “Oh my God, you call that MUSIC?! I’ll show you REAL music.” Then cringing as they broke out 45′s of Steely Dan, Simon & Garfunkel, and The Carpenters? Even a little Neil Diamond or Tony Robinson & Dawn for good measure? (Yes I did. I just went there.) Remember? And you were all, “GAH, YOU’RE TOTALLY RUINING MY LIFE,” and you stormed off in a huff to your room?

Last night, I became your parents.

And I don’t care if you know it.

High School: 1991 – 1995
These songs either made me, shaped me, rounded out my music collection, or highly perturbed me. Okay, so there’s only two that fit that last category, and it’s mostly because they were played or sung to death.

* played to death
** sung to death

~HD

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  • Steph May 24, 2011 at 12:19 pm

    Ah! D., apparently we’re the same age! Gah! I kept thinking of more and more things to add to the list! So much great/annoying/groundbreaking music came out in those years! Being the only white kid in an all black neighborhood in Cols, I don’t think I even heard country until I moved away from home. Thanks for the trip down memory lane :)

    P.S.~ Just finished The Hunger Games. Amazing!

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    • dmarie May 25, 2011 at 4:16 pm

      Let me tell you, Steph. I had to stop myself. I’d pick a song and go “OOH! What about this one?! OOH! This one!”

      The only white kid in an all black neighborhood is rough, I don’t care where it is. Country? HHAHAHAHAHHAHA!

      P.S. AWESOME! More people to talk to when the movie comes out. YES!

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