Why is it that more and more music sounds good to me as I get older? When I was a teenager I hated almost everything. I felt betrayed when my girlfriend became a Pixies fan. I pleaded with her, trying to convince her that the song "Where Is My Mind?" was a pretentious rip-off posturing as profundity itself.
I'm now sitting in a coffee shop where they're playing the Pixies, and it's undeniably enjoyable. It's pretentious, but I can't seem to care anymore. This probably means that if I ever had a shot at being a rock critic, I missed it.
I just hope I never start liking Coldplay.
I'm now sitting in a coffee shop where they're playing the Pixies, and it's undeniably enjoyable. It's pretentious, but I can't seem to care anymore. This probably means that if I ever had a shot at being a rock critic, I missed it.
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