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No Music?

Posted on 9:41 PM | By KatieSham | In

So last year sometime, I can't recall where, I read something that a girl had written.

Basically she was asking for advice about what to about talking to her parents. She said she really wanted to go to The Killers concert that was in the next city over. She could take the train, be there in 30 minutes, and the concert would be over relatively early.

The problem?
She said her parents didn't know she listened to music.

I was blown away. They didn't know she listened to music? How was that possible?

Some other people got to talking to her and she also said that her parents didn't listen to music and they never had. They only ever listened to talk radio in the car.

Maybe I've just been blessed to grow up in a house where I'm constantly surrounded by music of some sort, but it's such a foreign idea to me to not have music around.
Whether it be the radio, my iPod, somebody's computer, Robert on the guitar, or my mom on the piano, there's almost always something going on somewhere.

So..yeah. I just thought that was a little crazy. What do YOUUU think (Brian and my mom..haha)?

-Katie

Oh, and this wasn't the thing I've been thinking about. But I don't like the way it sounds yet. :)

Comments (3)

I'm with you..........how do you not listen to music?? It's like breathing. I've been trying your whole life to expose you to as many different kinds of music as possible. So....how am I doing?

Actually, I am not that surprised...
For the longest time, I had never had "my own" music. I would just always listen to whatever my parents listened to in the car and then I wouldn't hear music again until next time in the car. So the only music I ever listened to was whatever they did and I didn't really like it but never knew otherwise. I wouldn't say that my parents didn't want me to listen to music... it just ended up like that until like eighth grade or so when I got an iPod that I finally realized that it was up to me to choice the music I listen to. And to add on to it my grandparent NEVER listen to ANYTHING in the car, so it isn't foreign to me to be in a car with absolutely no music.

Huh, well. You learn something new everyday I guess.

I was just living in my own little assumption that everyone's lives were constantly infiltrated with music.
But apparently not. Interesting.

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