Thursday, 26 January 2012
Day 26 – Madonna – Ray of Light
I used to really fancy Madonna – though recently I’ve gone off her. As far as her music is concerned, I am not generally a fan of Madonna at all – but I do love this song and the album from which it comes.
And I can't deny that she is a superstar.
You might be a little surprised therefore by my choice today. Allow me to explain.
Getting used to living with a new person can be troublesome. Mrs PM and I did actually get on but had a few hiccups on the way.
By far the biggest hiccup, which is still there and shows no sign of abating, is the dreadful taste in music she has.
Our musical tastes are so completely different that we actually argue about music – even to this day. I am deeply opinionated about music and Mrs PM’s choice of tune is firmly in the category that makes me rant, rave and pontificate about.
Apart from a few hidden gems that is – like Ray of Light.
When we were in the honeymoon period of our relationship, I wanted to do something romantic. I opted to record a bunch of power ballads that I could hand over to her. Something made me change my mind.
We were watching a TV programme and “Is This Love?” by Whitesnake came on.
“This is AWFUL!” she howled. “Turn it off!”
I looked at the tape I was in the middle of preparing and the second song was “Is This Love?”
Thank God I found out before I completely embarrassed myself.
Over the first couple of years of our relationship, I was subjected to all manner of dreadful tune. To be fair, from her perspective, so was Mrs PM.
We both had to endure listening to bands and artists that we had never heard of or absolutely loathed.
For me it was dross like Mariah Carey and any DOOF DOOF style dance number that is repetitive, boring and tedious.
For her it was Rush and heavy metal.
To this day we hate each the vast majority of other’s music. The sad thing is that we actually now know each other’s music because we constantly have to listen to stuff we don’t like.
She has driven me almost to breaking point with Lady Gaga and Rihanna while I have subjected her to Dream Theater and Metallica.
And my aim is to brainwash her with my music so that she comes to love it. She does this too.
It won’t work – we both know it.
However, the good news is that over the years we have found some common ground and we can actually play music that we both like…
Well – a little anyway.
At least I have now broadened my musical horizons such that at quizzes I can identify the dreadful artists that she likes (shocking those who know my musical preferences).
And so can Mrs PM.
Some good has therefore come from our differences.
That’s what I keep telling myself anyway.