There are a handful of pop singers out right now that I feel like I don’t know any of their music, all I know is the scandals revolving around their sad lives.  Out of the blue will be a name that one day means nothing and the next day I can’t escape it.  Like Chris Brown or Rihanna or Lady Gaga etc. etc. etc.  I have no idea what the songs sound like that these jokers sing.  And I’m irritated that I know their names and that I even vaguely know what might be happening in the tabloids.  It’s gotten to the point that when I go to checkout at the supermarket I look anywhere but at the magazine racks closing in on me.  I don’t want to know.  And I feel like I had never heard anything about them until they had some kind of scandal and then all of a sudden I’m supposed to care.  That’s all.  Sometimes I’d rather just not know.  Or wish I didn’t care about music so much and feel like I’m supposed to know.

Currently Listening to:  well, nothing really because I’m at work.  But I guess that means that I’m listening to new Meatloaf that we’re working on.