Zoot Woman: success!
Week after week, my musical taste is subjected to harsh criticism by Dr B.'s delicate aural sense, and I always find it disconcerting.
I played Mika. I was told to switch that annoying falsetto off. During my early and short-lived infatuation with Life In Cartoon Motion, I was outraged. In the long run, I cannot but agree: the kid is bright but annoying and once the novelty wears off, you realise there is not much substance in his songs to sustain interest.
I believed Norah Jones's latest was going to be the perfect soundtrack to our very first meal at our new dining table. I must admit I did not check first, I put it on blindly purely on the basis of her previous releases. I was told to turn whining woman down (to zero, possibly). Once again, he had a point; there's a strumming quality in Not Too Late that becomes grating after a bit.
I put on old Air CDs and thought it was a safe bet. Dr B. likes Moon Safari and adores Talkie Walkie. Nope. Did not go down too well. But… but I would have bet he'd like it!
Just Jack was quickly dismissed as the bastard child of Robbie Williams and The Streets.
So the other day he asked me what we were listening to and I defensively replied 'Zoot Woman, why, do I need to turn it off?'
Imagine my surprise when he said 'No, I quite like it'.
So, electronic rock rates high in his books. Well, that's a start.
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