... but they may have very, very embarrassing taste in music.

What I've been listening to tonight and dancing around to without the aid of a DDR machine ... very scary

This is what I used to hear as a child ... My Dad used to dance around and sing it. And this doesn't even have the really, really "I am catering to my bathhouse crowd" verse in which the Divine Miss M's male back up singers come in ...

And I was surprised when he told me.

Oddly enough, my Dad hates all the stereotypical for-gay-males divas such as Barbara Streisand and Judy Garland -- he thinks they genuinely suck.

Still, my dad lived The Queer as Folk life for awhile. Thus, I've listened to a lot of songs like "New York City Boy" and "You Think You're a Man" and a song with verses such as "Strip for me, babe/Strip for you .../Strip for me, 'cuz I want you to ..." (This was AFTER -- don't think that was my lullaby or anything). This was really bizarre when I was in my formative years and kind of painful for my brother.

Mark: "So, we're in the car ... and William [my Dad's partner] turns on this song ... and it starts out, 'On the first day, God created the earth. On the second day, God created man. And then ... he commanded them to DANCE.' And then there's this techno beat throughout the whole thing ... and then every once in awhile he says, 'Why are you so QUIET?'" *
Dad: "Yeaaaah ... it was kind of a bad song ... I didn't like it either. But he JUST BOUGHT the album and I didn't want to make him feel bad."

Still ... in my heart of hearts ... I kind of like those songs. Now he's gotten into comfortable post-midlife crisis "I'm now with a man and happy and have no need to pull myself into leather pants" days and so he plays Dido. On our ski trip to Vermont, they played Dido non-stop, five hours up and five hours back to the point where I, like Eric Clapton's "Tears in Heaven" and Evanescence's "My Immortal" cannot listen to the song (ETA: Doh! Forgot to mention the name: "White Flag") without getting extremely, irrationally pissed off. I was so angry when I realized that movie Evening put it on the soundtrack. [whines] Come back, leather wantons! Save me from the easy listening!

[turns on the mp3 again] Ahhh, that's better. :-) "This is my story, I ain't ashamed to tell it ..." :-)

* Not that he really has room to talk, as he just wrote a song with the lyrics "THEY. ARE. AT THE DOOR. TRY. ING. TO EAT ME. THIS. IS. MY LAST STAND." And those were just the understandable ones ... the rest was unintelligible growling. I liked a lot of the video, though. It starred his friend who mumbles a lot about manga/Neil Gaiman/video games/the Kushiel's Legacy trilogy to me and prefaces every sentence with "DUDE!" as the first zombie. If they ever post it on YouTube, I'll post it here.
I was thinking about The Phantom Tollbooth the other day and I ran across this interview with the author of the book. It almost makes me want to re-read it ... some of the things he said are just gold. This is my favorite quote.

Milo's not a dysfunctional kid. He's very typical. I kept having to rewrite those sections because I didn't want him to come across as someone who had these deep psychological problems. He just couldn't figure out why he was being oppressed by all these things. When you think about it, kids get an extraordinary number of facts thrown at them, and nothing connects with anything else. As you get older, all these threads begin to appear, and you realize that almost everything you come across connects to six other things that you know about.

The sad thing is, that last sentence didn't become true for me until college. I don't think it was for lack of wanting to learn, either. I was pretty on top of things in high school. (Although I did pay attention in college more ... there was the whole, "Okay, your parents gave you this, now DO SOMETHING WITH IT" mentality.) Also, thinking about all I didn't understand THEN about The Phantom Tollbooth and how much I enjoyed the book ... and then I compare it to kids who can't understand why Harry Potter and Flat Stanley don't have Cliff Notes ... what a great work that was.

Oh, and here's a clip of the Terrible Trivium that I found on YouTube. This bastard sadly does seem to rule my life at work sometimes.


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