There are times when I hear a song I know in a store, and my immediate reaction is "AWESOME! I can't believe they're playing Kiss From A Rose!"
Errrr...I mean, playing some kickass song I know. That's what I mean.
Point is, everyone has that moment of recognition on occasion, even that moment of "this is totally one of my FAVES," but that does not mean that I want everyone to sing along en masse. Or even on their own.
I think the worst offender in this category is the "I'm secretly proud of the fact that I know this song" singer, the "of course I know the lyrics of Edith Piaf in french" type, the "but no big whoop, I'm just singing with a massive amount of falsetto because, like, I don't even realize I'm doing it"-er.
I understand a mindless hum, or whistle. It may still grate against every nerve, but I understand it. I do it.
But the "quand il me prend dans ses bras" all on a lilting waver?
Suffice it to say that I'm not impressed.
-Posted by Jilly
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
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