Disclaimer and Musings.

I didn't think until today how the title of this blog could be misconstrued. And if you're like, wth are you talking about, please ignore--don't worry about it! And if you know what I'm talking about, sorry to disappoint you if you were looking for porn. Maybe next blog?

Anyway, tonight's thoughts are some random musings on music I keep hearing on the radio.

--Bruno Mars. If he likes you "Just the Way You Are," why does he want you to catch a "Grenade" and blow yourself to bits? If my next relationship's success is dependent on my willingness to commit gruesome suicide in the name of my bf, I think I will stay single. And honestly, who throws a grenade? (yes, that was an Austin Powers shout-out. sue me.)

--Lady Gaga, "Born This Way." LOVE this message. HATE this song. If you're going to write an anthem for a generation, maybe make it less painful and repetitive? Also, for a woman who was proud to be born one way, she spends a lot of time altering herself and her appearance. Just saying.

--Kesha, "We R Who We R." Another graduate of the Jerry Giraffe school of spelling.

--Travie McCoy, "Billionaire." "I want to be a billionaire so freakin' bad." I think knowing proper grammar should be a prerequisite for being a billionaire. Adverbs are your friends. bad-LY. It's BAD-LY, people. It's like nails on a chalkboard.

--Katy Perry, "Firework." I actually like this song. It's on my Cardio mix AND my Dance Dance Revolution Mix. But the message is weird. You're a firework. So your life will be a loud explosion that scares small children and lasts about a second before disappearing into tiny pieces of ash. Um, yay?


I have lots of other songs I have plenty of snark for, but I'll stop for now. Since I'd like to end on a positive note, my latest thing is going through every song on my iTunes list so that they all have a little 1 next to them. OCD? Me? Never :)