Growing up all small town-like, enjoying every minute of the sunlight, outdoors, racing around on our bikes, camping in our backyards, swimming, playing … swooning over musicians and actors just wasn’t part of my social education.
That and perhaps my mum only ever listening to the likes of Vivaldi (Bajazet being her fave at the mo) and Beethoven (Fidelio her always favourite). When I spoke to her about it recently, she figured beginning the littlies on Mozart is great.
So melodic. Ah memories …
Fills your heart with joy (or sorrow, depending on your mood of course).
… so when I look at the Blieber fans in this live performance clip:
(at 30 seconds, 50 seconds and 1 minute 10 seconds in) I’m shocked to see the screaming girls so very very young. (Were the Beatle-loving fans that young too??)
Don’t get me wrong; I’ve got a very eclectic music taste and don’t mind the song itself … but … am i allowed to forbid my child from screaming and yelling at a boy to “love me love me”…?
only kidding! I don’t think it will come to forbidding anything to anyone at any time. I was merely pondering.
Rock on party people,
PS. if you invite me to your wedding Z, i’ll bust out these moves for ya! Gangnam style. whoop.