Music Prodigy

A few weeks ago, my favorite cousin was in town visiting from Seattle. Jaci, Ally and I piled into the car to head across town for lunch. Though Jaci is a hip little hispter with a soft spot for Indie bands, like me, she also has a soft spot for pop music. We turned up the radio and Lady Gaga started singing to us how she wanted a Bad Romance, and Jaci and I became her back up singers. At the top of our lungs we sang " I want your love and I want your revenge" and Ally soaked it up.

Turns out the song made quite an impression on her, and it just so happened I had a copy of it on my Ipod, so every time we got in the car we had to rock out to Gaga. Well, Ally is a child full of questions, and she sang she asked me "Mommy, what's a bad romance?". Well, I used my best judgment and felt like a full on description of girl meets boy, girl wants boy to make out with her over over again, girl screws boy over, but she wants him to avenge her to show he loves her may be a bit much. So I stuck with this: "Bad romance means she wants a boyfriend." Her other assessment of Lady Gaga was that she knew a lot of rhyming words.

That large lead up brings us to the following conversation Ally had with her friend Eddie as I walked them to school this morning. The conversation that has me questioning Ally's music education.

Ally: Hey Eddie! You know what my favorite song is? Bad Romance by Lady Gaga. You know what it means? It means she wants a boyfriend!

Eddie: My favorite song is Mary had a Little Lamb.

Ally: Oh, that's nice. My second favorite song is The Fixer by Pearl Jam. I saw Pearl Jam in concert, and after they sang my favorite song- I fell asleep! I slept through a Pearl Jam concert! Can you believe that?

Eddie: My second favorite song is Old MacDonald had a farm.

Now either Eddie is a four old boy of few words, or he just couldn't wrap his head around what a Pearl or a Gaga was. And for a moment I paused, and thought should we be doing less punk and rock, and more nursery rhymes? And the rock goddess in me shouted, hell no!- buy that girl a guitar, some doc martins, and rock out.

And than we came home and danced to Social Distortion and Destiny's Child and lived happily ever after.