Here I am, ignoring actual news, to bring you the Funny Things My Kids Do.
So. AM is a fan of pop music. We listen to the radio in the car constantly, and the stations we hear play a combination of the latest hits with songs from every decade I’ve been alive. Not all of them got a ton of radio play in their time, actually, because they were not necessarily top 40 hits. So I get to hear Erasure and Depeche Mode and the Cure and Peter Gabriel and Pink Floyd on the radio (since I no longer have the capacity to play cassette tapes), and proclaim that they are “classics.”
But then yesterday I messed up. I heard “Bulletproof,” by La Roux. It somehow took me back to an 8th grade dance party. “Listen to this,” I told my son. “You’ll like it. It’s a classic.” Except that it was released in 2009.
Today I admitted my mistake. “That’s not a classic!” he said, scornfully.
“I know,” I said. “I thought it was from the ’80s.”
“Can you find a song that’s really from the ’80s?”
So I searched on my phone and played him this. “It’s from 1985,” I told him.
“Are there songs from 1965?”
“What about from 1,000 years ago?”
“I am sure there are, but you can’t find them on YouTube.”
And that was the end of that.