Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Ever wonder about my music selection on my music player? Cuz sometimes I lay in bed at night and wonder if you wonder about that.
I feel like I need to explain, cuz it is ever-changing over here and you might be confused, repulsed, and wanting to understand the WHY IN THE WORLD of why I would choose the songs I do. Granted, I do think I pick some crowd pleasing ones from time to time. But I KNOW some of you are like WOAH, lately. You've gotta be. I understand. Don't worry though, I'll move on to something else before you know it (though it tends to go full circle). It's a complicated thing, the music. I'm a complicated girl (or very, very not complicated). But let me try to explain...
I like to dance. There. I could really just stop right there. But I won't. Do you know me at all? I've got the music in me. It's a gift. I started young with the dance--the ballet, jazz, tap. There might have been some breakin'. And I can clog (but don't you dare tell a soul). I dabbled. It's very rare, that I hear a song and don't have to move a part of my body at some point...even if it's just a slight toe tap. In my head, I'm usually choreographing.
Did I ever tell you that I once had dreams of being a Fly Girl? Remember that show In Living Color? Yeah. For reals. I had big dreams. For a minute I was on dance team, in school too. Though we might've just been called POMS. We had very large pom poms. Dancing was a huge extra-curricular, until I was like 23. It's also why I could live on Snickers bars back in the day and not look like I lived on Snickers bars (true story). And I am jealous--today--that my 26-year-old sister is trying out to be a Blazer dancer next month. I'm her biggest fan, but I'm a little green with the envy. Little bit.
I get a lot of songs from Jazzercise too. I actually pretend I'm a Blazer dancer there. It's totally not exercise, don't even try to tell me, cuz then I wouldn't go.
Does that explain all the hip hop? The bass? There has been a lot of that lately (though that is what Blazer dancers dance to). No? Well, I did my best. Please don't remind me that I am 36. Don't do it.
The rest of it, the songs (the ones without Lil' John screaming in the background)...well, it just has to do with where I am at the moment. I get some good stuff up there. But don't be surprised (you've been warned) if you come over and I have an entire John Denver set list going. Van Halen could totally make the cut. Hey--it could be Wiggles. I'm not even lying, that is so possible. Oooh, oooh, oooh-- church hymns...yes, it could happen. There will, however, be no Garth Brooks. I love country music though, just not that guy.
Just don't let the music keep you from coming. I know it doesn't seem like maybe the music matches the blog at times, but if you get to reading, you'll see that my posts are a lot like the music--ever-changing. You just never know what you're gonna get. And, you can always turn the music player off. But where's the fun in that? (smile)