Thad and I went to Dallas for a soccer tournament this past weekend. It was just the two of us this time so I gave up control over the radio to his thirteen year old music tastes, fueled mainly by various iHeartRadio KISS-FM stations. Now, I’m a complete NPR junkie and am constantly swatting his hand away from the radio controls so I don’t miss a moment of All Things Considered. The only time I listen to actual music is during the interlude between stories so this was a great departure from my norm.
The DFW area is approximately three and a half hours from Austin, an exceptionally long time to be held captive in a car filled with interminable pop music, but I managed to survive and even learned a few things about the music:
- The pop music radio station you jammed to all the way to Dallas may infuriate you on the way back. There is only so much Justin Bieber, Demi Lovato, Selena Gomez, and Macklemore one can listen to before insanity sets in.
- Selena Gomez pronounces “good” as if it has two syllables, so it sounds like “goo-wood.” And apparently this is how she wants to look for you, like gooey wood? Whatever, Selena.
- I like Demi Lovato SO much better than Selena, mainly because I’m pretty sure she can pronounce “good” correctly. However, after listening to “Cool for the Summer” the seventeenth time I realized what the song was about and Demi? Stay away from my son.
- Justin Bieber is confused, bless his heart. He doesn’t know where Selena is nor does he understand what she means. I’ll make it easy for you, Justin: she’s NOT with you and she means NO.
- Mackelmore and Ryan Lewis’ new song “Downtown” is filled with random along with a ton of WTF. Most of the time it’s a rap except for when it’s a ballad. They play tribute to several classic hip hop legends and may (or may not) may not sample the “Safety Dance.” Also, it’s about mopeds. MOPEDS, y’all. Believe me, the less you think about what it means the more awesome it becomes.
The regular soccer season starts this Saturday and the first game is in San Antonio. I’ve got just one word for you, Thad: headphones.