To say my smallest child spends a lot of time in my car is quite an understatement. That poor boy is dragged on more errands than the other two kids combined. It stands to reason then, that he knows a thing or two about the kind of music he likes. Anyone who has spent any time in a car with me will be shocked to hear that I let The Baby choose the music sometimes. I NEVER let anyone choose the music. It remains to be seen if I will let him touch the dial when he’s old enough to sit in the front, but for now, if he calls, “mom can you please leave it?”. I do.
Here’s what’s been requested from the back seat this week.
Maroon 5, Moves Like Jagger: He actually likes to dance to this one when he’s not strapped in. His moves actually do look like Jagger. Also, I had to explain who Jagger was, which made by bones ache with old age.
Gym Class Heroes (with Adam Levine) Stereo Hearts: What can I say, the kid has good taste in skinny, tatooed, Jewish frontmen. He can even pick them out when they sing along with others. Although, I’ll say, I’d prefer Mr. Levine to just sing and keep his shirt on. He’s much sexier to my ears than my eyes. This song also makes me feel ancient. Why? “Mom, what’s a boombox?” How about, “Mom, what’s a mix-tape.” Sweet mother of pearl can you hear my hips creaking?
Eric Lindell, Lay Back Down: The kid has great taste for a four year old, no? I love a guy who loves a good “singer/songwriter”.
Ben Lee, Catch My Disease: I’m not sure he likes the song as much as he likes laughing at the name. Either way, I’ll take it. Does anyone remember when Mr. Lee was married (or maybe just dating) to “Felicity”? Yeah, only the other old people reading this.
Rodney Atkins, Take a Back Road: He’s a little country.
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