Music has been a major focus in my life since I was a little girl, and something I’ve noticed over the years are the genres of music I have listened to compared to now. When I was a little girl, it was all about what other kids my age—especially my sister—were listening to, because that’s what people expected of me. I’ll be the first to admit that I loved NSYNC. THERE! It’s out there. But I’ll also admit that my love for 90s pop died as shortly as it had arrived. That’s when I started paying more attention to the music my Dad listened to. KISS was my first great musical love. The older I got, the more I came to appreciate the beauty of his vinyl collection. Alice Cooper, AC/DC, Blue Oyster Cult, Led Zeppelin, Pink Floyd… Seriously, I could go on for hours. By the time I hit high school and got my first iPod, I had what I considered to be a beautiful mix of modern and classic rock. I didn’t like much else outside of that, and to be honest I still really don’t. But now it’s become more about music that means something to me instead of “what genre I like best.” If the song moves me, nothing else really matters.
But I still seriously hate Justin Bieber.