I've been analyzing cool lately. Regardless of what the TV-Land types think, it's always been a relative concept to me. I never wanted to be popular; I like nerds and geeks best. But I have my own definition of cool, and can decide whether you've got it in seconds. Lately, though, I find myself getting caught between my cool and my brain sometimes.
For example, I'm starting to like uncool music. eminem rates uncool for violence and profanity, but he tagged me with "Lose Yourself." And Given the number of verbal bile-rockets I've launched at Britney for being more product than prodigy, Avril Lavigne should rate uncool for glibly professing to know nothing much about music; but 'Complicated' and 'Losing Grip' stopped me.
By itself, this isn't too disturbing-- I didn't get into Motley Crue and Ozzy until after the rest of the world forgot them. (Pre-reality TV.) It does bother me when I find myself deciding whether to admit that I like these new songs. I've been saying since junior high that I like being different from the crowd-- but it's hard to be comfortable being different from myself.
Friday, August 01, 2003
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