And yet again, the chair dance continues. But let’s be real, it never stopped.
Something about this beat just makes me happy. And chair dance. I am the queen of chair dancing.
The last time I posted was on Tax Day… Yeah that’s about all I have to say about that.
– The Audible Mention
Buzzfeed: How much of a music snob are you?
The comments are hilarious too, by the way. A bunch of people who REALLY wanted to be snobby and talk about music theory got their panties in a twist because the “quiz” (that apparently dictates real life) told them they weren’t music nerds. Well, guess what. I scored 47/100 and got this
And then, there was this:
I’m not upset. Honestly, I’m oddly proud. Take the quiz. Comment with your scores. And know that this means absolutely nothing in the grand scheme of things. The fact that I feel I need to preface such is unbelievably discouraging. I shouldn’t have read those comments… chillllll people chilllllllllllllllllll.
Music gives a soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination and life to everything. – Plato
It doesn’t bother me when I hear Local Natives as I shop inside Urban Outfitters. I’m not that kind of hipster. I don’t get angry when the cool kids act like they like them. I’m ok with that. As long as they don’t change, I’ll stay happy. I can’t listen to Taylor Rice’s voice without closing my eyes and wishing I was anywhere but here. Especially when there is SNOW IN APRIL. Thanks, Kansas. You are truly depressing. I will now just sit here in class, daydreaming of cruising along the 405 with my windows down and my hair blowing in the wind…
Dear you,
… I don’t know … I just like it.
Love,
Me