Ed Sheeran (Photo credit: Eva Rinaldi Celebrity and Live Music Photographer) |
For instance, Taylor Swift. I dig Taylor Swift. There are some songs I cannot handle because of massive overplay on the radio, but some of it is great. 22. It's my jam. Yep, I said it. I turn it up in the car and sing my head off while The Boy rolls his eyes and plugs his ears and The Girl looks on in horror. I can't help it, it makes me feel 22. This singing phenomenon gets worse when you get me in the car with my friends because we all apparently like to feel 22. I thought this made us cool. Perhaps not.
Ed Sheeran I found before The Girl did. Go me! Him I like. Loads. I'd go see him in concert anyday. The dude can just melt me. I hope that's not creepy.
What is creepy is that I lave a One Direction song on my phone. The Girl and I listened to it yesterday. Multiple times in a row. Until I could tell her which dude was singing which part. And I can now do this consistently. Not only is that creepy, but it gets worse. I like the song. Little Things. Again with the swoon inducing lyrics. I hope my daughter eventually finds a guy who loves her that way. I like Harry's voice the most. I also really think he needs to comb his hair. I cannot believe I'm typing this right now. I have clearly lost my mind.
It's really pretty good. Or I'm crazy. One of the two.
Do any of you listen to some of the same stuff your kids do?
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