I knew I had a lot of music to get to this weekend, but something about enforced listening reminds me of my torturous first year at Manhattan School of Music. To avoid any freak-outs, I dragged my eight-year-old son into the process. He wants to be a rock star so it really seemed to be a no brainer. Here’s what we checked out:
Charlotte Gainsbourg – At first I think I might like this. It’s like Grey’s Anatomy (soundtrack) meets Bjork pre swan dress.
“Is she Indie?” I ask Liam.
“Of course she’s not Indie, she’s more New Wave,” he explains.
“What’s the difference?” I ask.
“New Wave came out of punk, and glam rock. Indie is all about clean guitars and singers who sort of whine,”
I beam with pride. It’s nice having such an informed son.
“Besides,” he continues, “She can’t be Indie because she’s French, and Indie bands are all from India.”
Did I mention he’s only eight? Continue reading
