so here lately i have been stuck on this r kelly song called real talk. i had it on repeat tonight for like an hour. it cracks me up. after a while i did need some change. i opened the library back up and the next song that came on was pink floyd's hey you.
pink floyd and i have a funny story. it starts with me being stupid and young. on second thought, young almost defines stupid so you could just say young.... but i will continue with both. i was stupid and young. i had this notion that pink floyd was for stoners and hippies and also that the only good music was metal. duh. i can very vividly recall saying that i would never like music that was obviously designed for doing drugs (as i did not and do not do drugs).
i paraded around for years telling people that pink floyd sucked and i would never like them. i think this bothered my (at the time) brother in law. one night while at his house he tricked me. he played one of their records and didnt tell me who it was. before shine on you crazy diamond was over, i was in love. i stopped by wal mart on the way home that night and got the cd. now i own most everything they have put out and i LOOOOOOVE it. stupid and young.
i felt like when all of my friends turned 18 they ran out and got tattoos. my sisters all got them early in life. hell, my mom has one. i never felt the urge. again, i can very vividly remember saying that i would never get a tattoo. that nothing in this world meant enough to me that i needed it on me forever... also that i wasnt certain enough about anything that i trusted i would still feel the same way about it when i was old. now i have a giant tattoo on my arm and (should be) getting even more tomorrow.
so on the eve of adding to the tattoo id never get, im listening to the band ill never like. do i honestly need to make the point or do you think maybe its pretty freakin clear?