Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Music

All of my main characters are baby boomers. My heroine is my age. Coincidence? Of course not. Music is a running theme in the novel. She listens to it in her car. Her best friend is a D.J. The thing is, I realize I'm lost now in the two thousands. By the way, have we come up with a good name for this decade yet? Anyway, I of course grew up with The Beatles, The Stones, Motown, ahhhhh what a great time for music. That carried us into the 70s and we rocked right along with Led Zepplin, Pink Floyd and Queen. In the 80s we were still dancing to U2, Michael Jackson, Madonna, Prince and lots of heavy metal that I'm sure was swell but that I didn't listen to. We were still mostly in the game in the 90s with Pearl Jam and Aerosmith and Nirvana. But now, we don't watch the Grammys anymore because we don't know anyone nominated, unless it's for the lifetime achievment award. I ride in the car with my kids and they have to tell my what the singer is singing about. Birthday Sex was number one. You wouldn't think a song with a title like that could lose with me, but it did. He sounded like he was actually whining about having sex on his birthday. I like some of the songs now, the ones that sound like the songs I used to listen to. Thank God, U2 is still making albums and I like Death Cab for Cutie and Coldplay is my style.I'm sure there is a lot of good stuff out there, but I don't feel like torturing myself through the crap to find it. As for the novel, I guess my heroine is gonna have to tune into an oldies station.

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