My dad has Sirius Satellite Radio in his car, which is really a damn shame, all he listens to is the 60′s station, no variety at all. I think that he’s been stuck in a musical time-warp since he was in his twenties, maybe his early thirties, which at least gets us to the early 1970′s. He picked me up from the airport a few weeks ago when I surprised the family with my trip to NY for Darling Boy’s birthday and while we were driving to my in-laws, I was thinking about his taste in music (not bad, just old) when it dawned on me.
I’m slowly becoming my dad, at least when it comes to music.
Over a year ago I wrote The Soundtrack of My Life and said something about being the lame old dad someday, now I’m afraid that maybe it’s coming true. Sure, there are tons of newer artists that I at least recognize the names of, but if you played a game of name that tune, I’d get my ass kicked. Unless it was restricted to the 1970-1995 era or so, then I would kick ass! When I stumbled upon a re-broadcast of American Top 40 with Casey Kasem from 1984, I recognized most of the songs within seconds!
Not too long ago I posted this list of the first 25 songs that showed up when I hit shuffle play on my iPhone. Look at the list- there are only 3 songs from the last 10 years! Many of those songs are 20+ yrs old! What’s happened to me? I used to work in a college radio station for crying out loud, I knew what was new, who was upcoming. And I once fucked Veronica in the radio station record library 
Wait, where was I?
Oh yeah, out of date knowledge of musical artists…
I love the Shazam app for my iPhone, I don’t recognize a song, I open the app and in less than a minute I know the song, the artist and what album it’s from. Awesome, right? But humbling at the same time. Recently I’ve heard but not recognized a bunch of songs I liked, songs that thanks to Shazam I know are from Theory of a Deadman, Shinedown, Gnarls Barkley, The Black Eyed Peas, not exactly obscure artists.
I really need to spend some time with iTunes and update my collection. I love my dad, but I don’t want to end up like him…
And let’s not even start with the last time I went to a concert!
