Mar. 2nd, 2007

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Normally I think that I have pretty good taste in music. I know plenty of obscure artists, but also enjoy many popular ones. I like to think that I'm fairly discerning in which artists, regardless of their fame, that I like. Although my taste crosses many genres, I generally feel confident about which music I choose to listen to, no matter what category it falls in. (No, really: ask me top 10 country, 80s, indie, whatever, and I think I'll give a list that I feel proud of and that the smart people in the world will agree with.)

However, anytime the "what embarrasing music do you like" topic comes up, I always admit to a weakness for cheesy hair metal. Well, I was driving to work today, and a Pink Floyd song came on. And at some point while I was listening to that song, I had an epiphany: the hair metal thing is just one of those ironic detached hipster ideas. I would never just throw on a whole Scorpions album, or whatever. Although it's fun, it's definitely not a guilty pleasure. Because I love, and am emotionally affected by, a different genre altogether: prog rock. (See, you knew I'd eventually get back to the Floyd!)

Okay, so I've always rationalized Tool. I can mount defenses along many lines: "No, they're really metal." "No, it's about Maynard's androgynous voice and intellectual lyrics." "I grew up listening to Tool." Whatever. They're prog rock and I like them because of that. I also like other bands that couldn't be excused or even admitted: Rush. Pink Floyd. Genesis. Even, god help me, Dreamtheater. And then there's the "cool" bands that I like...but could it be, gasp, that it's because of their progressive roots: Godspeed you black emperor!, the Flaming Lips, Radiohead, Sigur Ros, Craig Armstrong, Dredg, and this is where I stop making the list because it's getting scary.

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Mar. 2nd, 2007 10:58 pm
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So...yeah, I took out my labret in December because I was tired of cheap jewelry and too broke to get nice jewelry, and finally got around to buying more jewelry yesterday. Luckily it hadn't really closed up. But I decided to put in a 14ga instead of 12, since I figured it would be easier to get used to a smaller gauge at first. And the jewelry looks so dainty! So...fast forward to a moment ago...

I was playing with it with my tongue, and suddenly managed to pull the whole thing backwards into my mouth. Ball and all! Owwwwwwww.

I need to stop having ideas. They just don't tend to end well.

By the way, should I say luh-bret or luh-bray? It's not, as I used to think, French. It's Latin, actually. There's really no reason to pronounce it the second way. But pronouncing it the "right" way would sound either ignorant or pretentious, right? Er...

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