Tonight, I crossed a line I never thought I’d cross. I became a yuppie. Now, I don’t mean this in the strict classical definition of Young Urban Professional. I mean the mindset in this case. That state of mind that tells yourself- wait for it…

“Hmm, maybe that John Mayer CD isn’t as annoying as I’d thought. I’ll buy it!”

Now, understand- I pride myself on not really buying into the popular music genre. I haven’t bought a new artist CD in about a year, and that was the Evanescence Fallen CD. In my defense, that CD has about 7 or 8 really, really good songs as opposed to the usual 1 or 2 on a record nowadays. Plus, Amy Lee could become an excellent singer if she develops some vocal discipline and doesn’t overdo it with every fricking note. (Another note- yes, I know it’s easier to just say CD instead of Record. I’m a retro kinda guy on this one, so sue me.) To meander back to the point, the last new CD I bought was a year ago. The last three CDs I’ve bought were classic rock and 90s rock compilations. Hardly new trendsetters, the lot of them. Hell, for most of my musical purchasing experience I’ve gone with compilations and/or classic albums. So, to say I’m not into that crazy hipster music these blasted kids are digging nowadays would be a hell of an understatement.

So, with that being said let me explain. I’m in Wallyworld tonight, looking through the new DVDs. Suddenly, “No Such Thing” comes on the radio above.

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In High Fidelity, John Cusack’s character mentions to another that he will sell 5 copies of a band’s cd in the next five minutes and does so by playing the album. Sure enough, multiple people begin to look for that album and band. It’s a goofy little theory, but it works.

It worked tonight, for certain. First I hear the song, realize who it is, start humming along in my head (which doesn’t consist of any actual sound coming out of me and is more like me THINKING about humming the song, but does put a little more insight into the freakland that is my mind), and remember that the song “Your Body Is a Wonderland” was spoofed slightly by a guest musical group on the Bob and Tom Show about 6 months ago, and damn they were funny, and I oughta look into them more later on tonight when I get home. (Never ask how my ADHD-riddled thought process works. Trying to figure out how my brain processes information is like trying to process the statement “If it weren’t for my horse, I wouldn’t have spent that year in college.” No good can come from this.) After about a minute, I decide to look for the album that the songs are on. Sure enough, I find them on an album that Mayer put out in 2001 called Room For Squares.

The end result of all this? Ten bucks later, I’m sitting here at 2:15 in the morning listening to the album while I type this, longing for the sleep that I know isn’t going to come any time soon. Meanwhile, I’m just hoping that I didn’t waste ten bucks on an album that had 3 well-known songs on it and didn’t have anything else.

Out.

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