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15 December 2009 @ 08:19 am
Nothing like a little humility to start your Tuesday...  
Yesterday afternoon in the car driving across town, Ethan decides that all of my CDs are not worth listening to (I think I've not taken any out of the changer for a year), takes my ipod out of my purse and plugs it into the tape deck converter thingy, then in the time it would have taken me to discover that the little orange "hold" button is on, clicks his way to Journey's Greatest Hits, and informs me that he and some friends are singing "Don't Stop Believing" for their talent show.

Glee. The great music equalizer.

He informed me that no, he did most certainly did not need my help with choreography. *huffs*

That isn't the point of the story, though. We're driving along, singing at the top of our lungs (me having illicit thoughts about Cory Monteith and Ethan doing a passable Steve Perry), ignoring the eye rolling going on in Aaron's corner of the car, when Ethan abruptly stops the music.

And informs me that I'm singing the wrong words.

I say something along the lines of "Oh, ho, little blond boy who is nine years old! You think you know better than I who had this album on vinyl and then tape and then CD? You think you know better than me?"

All this said in a very smug Iknowmorethanyou tone of voice.

Turns out, he did in fact know more than me. Since 1981, or as near to that as I was allowed to listen to rock music, I thought the words were "I've seen her in a smokey room... the smell of wine and cheap perfume." As it happens, the lyrics are "A singer in a smokey room...." What the hell, Journey? ENUNCIATE the next time you release one of my favorite songs so thirty something women don't have to watch their nine year-old sons do the "I was right" dance. (Which he totally gets from his father.)

Okay? That'd be great. Thanks muchly.
I am:: the settee
I feel:: creativecreative
I hear:: the washing machine doin' its thang
Samanthafiery_flamingo on December 15th, 2009 02:51 pm (UTC)
Omg, I thought those were the lyrics too! D:

Well, now we now. Hmph.
deedsk_tx on December 15th, 2009 04:10 pm (UTC)
Nooooo....I've always sang the words you were singing!! HELLO? We've only been singing that song for 28 years (ouch!)...how can they be wrong?? Now I'm paranoid about how many other power-ballads from the 80's I'm singing wrong!

Luckily my boys are only into country right now- so I hear alot of Taylor Swift songs being belted from the back seat. (Here's a visual- Nicky screaming "you belong to Meeeee" in 3 different octives) I need to enlighten them with some the fabulous 80's tunes, but they've seen pictures of Mommy & Daddy from that era and just giggle and giggle.

Keep the stories coming....they make my day!!
raspberry_rave on December 15th, 2009 05:52 pm (UTC)
I Google lyrics frequently now, and the Glee cast enunciates clear enough. ;P
nbaeker: all i wantnbaeker on December 15th, 2009 06:34 pm (UTC)
oh dear.

choreography, lyrics. sounds like you've got yourself a little superstar in the making.

Speaking of all of this, though - I'd love to pick your brain on 'what in the blazes should my portfolio look like?' because, well, y'know I'm not gonna be on Pender forever, and acting is something that if I don't *try* to do a little more with, I'll regret it forever.

(also you *know* i'm watching for Supernatural casting calls like no one's business, since I live just over an hour from where they film.)
Jessica K Malfoy: nancy drew flashlightjessicakmalfoy on December 17th, 2009 03:27 am (UTC)
Aislynn knew the right lyrics to Everclear's Santa Monica. I said nothing, but it made me feel weird!