More Music Friday: A Dirty Little Secret

Guys, I have a secret. Now, when I tell you this, please don’t shun me. Please don’t call me a hypocrite (even though I surely am one). Just hear me out.

Today I am packing up the sunblock and the blow up rafts to head to my parents’ lake cabin for the weekend. There is just something about heading to a lake in the-middle-of-nowhere-Kansas that has me reassembling playlists and getting all nostalgic. Lately I’ve been using the Genius in my iTunes to create playlists that flow together easily, ones that evoke whatever mood I’m in and enhance whatever it is that I’m doing. And so I sat down to start my playlist for the trip this morning, and felt shame sweep over me.

My first song. Was. A. Country. Song.

I know, right? I feel sorry for me too.

I feel a little ill. Especially when I realized I actually had enough country music on my iPhone to continue said scary playlist!

I rationalized my ownership of country music by claiming that these were both collaborations with other artists. I mean, come on, James Taylor and Robert Plant! That certainly evens out the country-ness of it all, right? Right?!

But then I found this lurking in my old Napster playlist: