Yesterday I was driving to my mom's house. It seemed like every radio station was on commercial except one: 95.7 The Vibe. It was all the latest hits in the pop music world.
I'm a fan of nearly every kind of music (except new-age-y elevator type jazz) so I gladly kept this station on. I was bobbin' my head to the music when I realized something:
I'm old!
I had no clue who these artists were. I had never heard some of these songs. Heck, these songs might be a year old and I'm just now hearing them. I mostly listen to country music and classic rock. Other times it's music from the 80's, 90's and early 2000's. (Are these considered oldies? Don't answer that.)
Kids dance to Ke$ha, Katy Perry and a Britney Spears who has been married, had 2 kids, had a meltdown and now a resurrected career since I last listened to her at their school dances. We had Destiny's Child, Backstreet Boys and whoever the guy was that wrote "The Thong Song."
I got on MTV.com (I know, I know... music consists of about 1% of their programming) and realized how out of touch I am. I feel like an Amish person. Working in an Apple store. In New York City. At Times Square. AT NIGHT!
I'm a few months away from turning 27 years old. I may not be with it, but I'm so glad I don't have to worry about who the latest tween-turned-hoochie mama is or who will be the next Justin Bieber.
I have much more important things to focus on. That makes me very happy.
