Spent the weekend with the parents recently. My dad and I have two major things in common: cooking and music. On a drive into the Cardinals game on Saturday, we listened to the oldies station, singing and trying to remember the names of the artists. At one point the Doobie Brothers were on.
My dad sighed and said, these guys shouldn't be on the oldies station! That makes me feel so old. I agreed and we moved on.
Today on my drive into work, again listening to the oldies station (because it's safe for the ball of fire, FYI! Don't be a hater ...) and the Eurythmics, "Sweet Dreams" came on.
Now what the hell!? The Doobies are old. Annie Lennox, that's my generation. That's just not cool.
I immediately flipped over to the alternative station to absorb some of that youth-infused crap they call music today.
Oh yeah, that comment doesn't make me sound old.
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