Like today, when we hopped in the car and Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band was on and we got to talking about the Beatles (again, mawm, seriously? *eye roll*) and then about how the albums that came out when I was young actually told stories, rather than just being a bunch of tracks slapped together. We talked about the Sgt. Pepper's movie and then moved onto The Wall and then how War of the Worlds went from radio to album to movie, then how I Robot went from book to album to movie, and so on.
I can talk music awwwwl night long.
On the way home, the new Black Eyed Peas song was on the Station of Doom and one of the boys said, "Mom, this is the new Black Eyed Peas song!" and I said Mmmm Hmmm. They said, "Oh. Emm. Gee. I loooove this song" and I said, "Yeah, I kinda like it too. *sigh of resignation* When it was over, I flipped to that Seattle classic rock station, which is beautiful in its complete, undying devotion to all things grunge still, after all these years. Pearl Jam came on the radio; Evenflow, from their first album, and I turned it up a little. One of the boys asked who it was and I said, "Um, Pearl Jam, duh" and they paused for a minute, then asked,
"Mom, who's Pearl Jam?"