I sing the songs...
So, my mother bought the Dixie Chicks' new album just, you know, to buy it. It matches her "Bring Them Back / Out Of Iraq" bumper sticker (that's right next to "My Daughter Is In The National Guard"). I realize my mom isn't the hippest when it comes to music (it's genetic), but the following conversations baffled me:
When I saw the cd on the shelf:
Me: "Did you buy Neil Young's new album, too, then?"
Mom: "Neil Young?"
Me: "Yeah, he has a new album of anti-war songs."
Mom: "Let's buy it tomorrow!"
Later that night:
Mom: "What album was that again, Phil Collins?"
Me: "Phil Collins?!
Mom: "What?? I forgot, who was it?"
Me: "Neil Young, Mom. Neil Young, you know, the foremost rocker of your generation?"
Mom: "...I know who he is."
The next day, in the music section at Target:
Mom: "Okay...who are we buying?"
Me: "Mom, you are dead to me."
Tonight some new cop drama came on that centered on a bunch of stolen Foo Fighters tickets. Since my mother is a West Wing fan, I thought maybe she had heard of them before (remember they were on the election episode this last season).
Me: "So, you probably don't care about this, but you know the lead singer of the Foo Fighters was the drummer for Nirvana?"
Mom: "Oh really, what happened?"