Thursday, November 20, 2008

Musical tastes

My musical tastes are one of the many subjects debated on by the great minds of the 20th century. (Others include, which spice girl is hotter, where to go for lunch, and which hole to put it in.) I've decided to stop the arguments once and for all and write the definitive treatise on my musical opinions.
Summed up into one sentence: I like good music.
Definition of terms
I: Me, myself, Zachary Salmon, 9th coolest person on earth, bearer of the awesomeness, zak, El presidente de junior classe.
Like: enjoy listening to, appreciate, would not punch in the testicles, would take out to a light dinner, followed by a small glass of club soda, and a rousing night on the town.
Good Music: Music that is not half-assed, music that gets a point across, that touches me (appropriately)on some level, (not confined to any genre)

"But wait!" you say.
Q:If you like good music of any genre why do you not like [top 40, hollister bands, coldplay, the postal service, whatever I was last yelling about]?
A: I can't like everything! It's not allowed. I don't have time to listen to everything. Some stuff , like jazz and classical, like a modest female, take time to get into. I don't have that time. Other stuff I just have to hate on principle. I know that if I really took the time to sit down and listen to coldplay I would come to appreciate them, though they are large talking pussai. Basically, although I have the potential to like everything I pick and choose my musical likes and dislikes to stay interesting and different. Why do you think I dislike top 40 and hollister bands? Because betwwen those two musical groupings lie 80% of American teens. But still you beg to know "why do you dislike Coldplay? My soul is made out of Coldplay" Basically I refuse to like Coldplay because 99.999999999999999999999999999999% ( a very exact computation) of teens and critics touch themselves every time they hear viva la vida. This is not hyperbole! Even my friends who never leave the house due to excessive love of macs and legos listen to coldplay, even the humanist burning fundamentalists I know listen to coldplay, even Monica Lewinsky listens to coldplay, dreaming fondly of those dark nights in the oval office. I just am not willing to do that to myself.

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