my husband hates my music.
well, not really.
he just thinks it’s really funny when I get upset when he makes fun of it.
yeah. it’s fucking hilarious, dude.
this is all to say that I have a lot of music, of varying genres. I know almost every lyric on almost every cd in my collection. some of it is great; some of it is really, really questionable.
I’m over 40 now, and i present to you my cd collection, in all its awesome, embarrassing, sometimes obscure glory. I’ll be posting once a month, so as to allow myself time to reconnect with and research the albums, and give a (hopefully) quality post. I’ll also post photos of the liner notes, which you can’t get on Spotify! **not in their entirety; I don’t wanna get sued!** I’ll present a little background on each artist and the albums, and I’ll cite my sources, but keep in mind that I’m not a music journalist; I’m just someone who’s always loved music, has an admittedly shameless love of pop-culture trivia, and I always love learning more! then I’ll dive into my personal thoughts on the albums, why and if I remember buying them, and which songs spoke to me then, and still speak to me now. some stories should be pretty personal and, therefore, humiliating, so strap in: things could get messy.
it should all be very self-indulgent and, possibly, entertaining!
My Midlife Music 