Thursday, October 16, 2008

come on y'all, it's time to get nice

The other day I was in the car with my daughter, and I turned off Centerfold by the J. Geils Band. No, I did not turn it off because it sucks, which might be the motivation of an individual with a more discriminating ear than my own. Rather, I found myself changing stations because I deemed the lyrics to be TOO RISQUE for my eleven-year-old passenger. Suddenly I am Tipper Gore? But wait! There’s more! Rather than sullying our ears (and souls!) with the filth that is Centerfold, we instead opted for the genteel stylings of the Beastie Boys in the form of Brass Monkey, which we listened to in its entirety. Yes! How’s that for judgment? My blood runs cold.