I’m always listening to music. I have a radio or iPod in just about every room in my house hooked up to an eclectic mix: classical, 70s, hip-hop, instrumental, rock, Latin, top 40, rap, 50s…you get the drift. Basically, whatever suits my mood. I’m sure many of you can relate.
Now that my kids are older (ha, that’s relative, they’re still only 6 & 9), they’re really starting to sing along to the music. (You should hear them belt out the Latin songs. They don’t even know Spanish. But then, yo solo se un poco de ello, tambien! I’m mostly Spanish illiterate, too. LOL)
Anyway, this musical appreciation is great, right?
Yes! Oh, yes! Except when it’s not.
The other day they were getting ready for school, and when I walked into the bathroom the iPod was blaring Jason DeRulo’s “Breathing.” The song has a killer beat, which is why I downloaded the song in the first place. But suddenly my children’s innocent voices clarified the words I’d really never paid attention to:
Without your love, don’t know how I survive.
It’s you, it’s you that’s keeping me alive.
I only miss you when I’m breathing!
Holy monkey butt, I thought. Not cool.
Song lyrics tell a story. This one croons about a man who thinks he’s jack squat without his love interest.
Definitely not a good message to be sending the young and impressionable. After all, most of our cultural mores and behaviors are subconsciously created. The whole osmosis thing, you know.
Needless to say, I changed that song faster than green grass through a goose. When the kiddos gave me flak, I was upfront about it. I told them I’d heard the song numerous times, but I hadn’t really listened to the words before. And the words weren’t self-affirming. The words were in fact telling them that they need someone else in order to make their lives worth living.
And that’s pure rubbish, rhubarbs! (click here if you have a few minutes to be enlightened about rhubarbs)
After that incident, I started paying close attention to the words of songs. And damn, you can’t believe how many of these I’m-a-loser OR I’m so sad, I’m nothing without you kind of songs are OUT THERE!
You may not be able to tell immediately by the beat of the music because many of them actually sound upbeat (like my previous example). But then there’s music that just makes you want to slit your wrists, to say nothing of the words.
Case in point: Adele’s “Someone Like You.” Sorry to offend if you like the song, but this one makes me want to jump off a bridge. Or better yet, rip the speakers from the walls of every single effin’ store that seems to be playing this downer right now.
I hate to turn up out of the blue uninvited
But I couldn’t stay away, I couldn’t fight it.
I had hoped you’d see my face
and that you’d be reminded
That for me it isn’t over.
Never mind, I’ll find someone like you
I wish nothing but the best for you too
Don’t forget me, I beg I remember you said,
“Sometimes it lasts in love but sometimes it hurts instead.”
Hey, thanks for crapping on my day, Adele. GAG!!
Of course, sometimes we just want to wallow, but I’m not going to purposely put this junk food music in front of my children. Growing up is hard enough. I mean, right?
Or am I overreacting?
What junk music do you love to hate?