Tuesday, November 4, 2014


This morning when I started my truck to take The Kid to school, the CD I was listening to on the way home last night started up. The sound of Little Richard filled the cab:

You gotta jump back, jump back,
Heebie Jeebies
Gotta get back, get back,
Heebie Jeebies…

“No” said The Kid firmly, and hit the button switching it to her favorite radio station, 101.5. Immediately the cab was filled with Meghan Trainor:

You know I’m all about dat bass, ‘bout dat bass,
No treble,
I’m all about dat bass, ‘bout dat bass,
No treble…

The Kid settled in. This was acceptable. Nice to know that she insists on intellectual and lyrical depth and complexity.

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