On my wavering taste in music
I’m a sucky teenager, and therefore I have identity crises. Now it’s about my taste in music.
Fact number one: I’ve always been a fan of alternative - since high school, at least. Beautiful guitars, distortion, drum rolling, loud sometimes, profound lyrics most of the time.
Fact number two: I’ve always hated R&B. I’m never caught dead singing whatever popular R&B artist at the moment, much less dancing to the freaking beat.
Facts that started changing very recently.
Very recently, because very recently I have been spending a lot of time at this bar near school. More than the reasonable amount of time I should be spending there, honestly. Now bar music’s started rubbing off on me! Not only I know the words to Ne-yo and Rihanna and Chris Brown’s freaking songs (oh god I know them artists too :s), it isn’t a rare sight to catch me dancing to them in a very tipsy fashion.
Where is the real Ross and what have I done to her?? Damn.
I remember Peyton Sawyer in one of her podcasts. She had this theory - when it comes to listening to music, there are two kinds of people: lyric people and music people. Lyric people look for the words behind the song, and usually they use this to judge whether they like a song or not. On the other hand, music people don’t pay much attention to lyrics, rather, what catches their attention is the beat. As long as there’s a good dance to it, it’s good.
I would like to believe that I’d always been a lyric person. It’s why I came to like emo music in the first place, the depth of the poignant words seem to tug at my heart like no other song genre could do. But R&B? As in dum-dum-dee-dum dum-dum-dee-dum-dum? DOES THAT EVEN MEAN ANYTHING???
The freaky-slash-stupid part is, I actually think I kinda like it. It plays in my head, and I don’t drive it away. Moreover, I embrace it by looking up the lyrics, then eventually getting a copy of the song..
I am seriously troubled by this. Rihanna, you’ll be the death of me.
