I watched this movie and I was left with no impression of any music because it made me want to lie down and give up on life...

It’s only a matter of time...

Thank you. I hate ‘making out’. I think my husband takes it as an affront. But it seriously turns me off. Why would I be want a tongue fuck in my mouth? Gross gross gross.

I hate deep kissing, and I hate how for the longest time I thought there was something really wrong with me for hating it, instead of, you know, different people like different thigns.

Oh no, my gf totally tells me if I can’t get the job done. I’m usually given two options: finish her or leave so she can finish herself. I’m usually given those two options, not always. lol

Dude: (gets a blowjob)

Courtney Barnett.
I listened to her album with great reluctance because I hate new and then felt silly because it is really great and in my regular rotation now.

I don’t like deep kissing/French kissing. Yuck.

I managed a couple more. Get busy living or get busy dying.

I played a song for my teenage daughter (something Pearl Jam I think), and she commented, “ that’s really old, like from the 1900s”. I started to correct her but then just accepted that it wasn’t really wrong. I guess I am a 1900s man.

Counterpoint: She didn’t give a fuck if some guy her age was cringing, because she was having a fucking great time.

Hmm....I think it was M83.

I am like Methuselah old. The last things I bought that could be considered young are The Sam Roberts Band and Santigold. In two weeks I will go see Dinosaur, Jr. Please kill me now.

Guns and Roses Use your Illusion I & II

I like that Roy Orbison. He seems like a nice young man, and a real up-and-comer.

GOD THANK YOU I FUCKING HATE MUSE.

My first concert was Rick Springfield with opening act the Thompson Twins.

JESUS fucking christ - tell me you made up all those names!

Yeah, if you recognize Korn and Jimmy Eat World and Fatboy Slim, that also means you’re old.

I am old. They say your musical taste ossifies, more or less, at 35. It’s not to say that you can’t appreciate new music, but it adheres to a certain precedent.