A brief dialogue between me and my lovely wife circa 7:30 last night...
(Enter car. Dad puts Skinny Puppy’s “Mind: The Perpetual Intercourse” into the CD player. Music begins: “One Time One Place”)
Mom: Who is this?
Dad: Skinny Puppy
Mom: Hmmm. I like it. It’s a lot like Yaz.
Dad: (smiles quietly to himself...says nothing)
(Nivek Ogre’s vocals begin: “in the rain collapse cross out which way will we go…”)
Mom: WHAT THE F**K IS THAT?!?!?
Dad: Singer. Ogre.
Mom: You call that SINGING?
Dad. Nah…vocalizing.
Mom: Oh my gosh…
Dad: Think of my poor mother when I was 17 and had this blaring throughout the house.
Mom: Ugh...your poor mother
Dad: Heh heh heh…(thinks he sees daughter dancing a little in the rearview).
The End...
I’m so looking forward to corrupting my daughter’s music tastes.
Mom: Who is this?
Dad: Skinny Puppy
Mom: Hmmm. I like it. It’s a lot like Yaz.
Dad: (smiles quietly to himself...says nothing)
(Nivek Ogre’s vocals begin: “in the rain collapse cross out which way will we go…”)
Mom: WHAT THE F**K IS THAT?!?!?
Dad: Singer. Ogre.
Mom: You call that SINGING?
Dad. Nah…vocalizing.
Mom: Oh my gosh…
Dad: Think of my poor mother when I was 17 and had this blaring throughout the house.
Mom: Ugh...your poor mother
Dad: Heh heh heh…(thinks he sees daughter dancing a little in the rearview).
The End...
I’m so looking forward to corrupting my daughter’s music tastes.
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