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Sharks

Sharks

I hate music snobs!

Ok I don't hate them, honestly I just don't understand.

I love every aspect of music: the lyricism, the artistry, the emotion.

Growing up, my music taste changed as often as my scene and I guess I have always leaned a bit towards the pop spectrum. - But come on, music is art.

Open my itunes library ( I really almost said CD case) and you'll find a wide variety of musical genre, technique and range from crap to classics.

Like most, I have my favorite artists and bands, I've even got my affinity for certain genres.

I can honestly say there really isn't much music I hate.

What I do hate is when musical taste, becomes one of the forbidden topics: "never talk, religion, politics, or music at the dinner table"

Well, dammit I love Christ, I'm a right-wing socialist, and I LOVE MUSIC.

The most loyal members of the "our music is better than yours" club come from the arena of indie rock and hardcore punk.

As if having Red Jumpsuit in my music library instantly disqualifies me from also partaking of the likes of Rancid or Social Distortion.

I know my love of estrogen-rock ( Sarah Mac, marry me please) doesn't always work on the mix-taped with the latest from Senses Fail, but my iPod is mine so stay the hell out.

I won't apologize for having Bette Midler, Marilyn Manson; I won't make excuses for why I bump the Wicked soundtrack with my windows down and my spirits up—I love music.

I guess I will always sit on the outskirts of cool.

I'll never get my official membership to the Spin editorial staff, I can't say I have half the credentials of a Rolling Stone janitor, but hell if you need a CD burned let me know!