Is my mom oblivious to good music?
It might seem as a teenage’s rant on his mom not understanding her son, but in this case I feel like I can’t seem to relate to my mom with my music. For example, she sometimes pretends to appreciate my music but 2 hours later she blatantly requests it to be turned off, the drums were too loud.
She is a hardy women in general. Majority of her teens were spent on her education, doing homework and studying for exams, but the lack of music seems detrimental to me.
To provide more context here, here are a few songs she thinks are “trashy” or “not impactful”.
Wonderwall – Oasis
Sunday Bloody Sunday – U2 (the one with the drums)
Say It Ain’t So – Weezer
The Universal – Blur
Yet she likes…
Here Comes The Sun – Beatles
and pretty much any Bollywood themed song, no matter how many times they say “sexy” in an Indian accent. (I’m Indian).