I Was Into This Post Way Before You Were
I’m the kind of guy that tells you what to listen to. Guys like me, we get into new artists because we’ve read about them or heard a song by them on some cool Internet radio station or blog that you’ve never heard of. We don’t buy music because we hear it on the soundtrack to a movie, because a movie is something that millions of people will see, and if millions of other people are also hearing that song then every time we put it on a mix tape (which is the only real reason for buying music, is the never-ending pursuit of the perfect mix tape (yes, we’ve gotten back into tapes lately, haven’t you?)) the person receiving the mix tape will think, “hey, I know this song, it was in that Kate Hudson movie!” and we’ll be so embarrassed because of course we never saw that stupid Kate Hudson movie, who saw that stupid Kate Hudson movie? How were we supposed to know that song we loved before anyone had heard it was in that Kate Hudson movie? Wait, what? You got into the Moldy Peaches because of Juno? Give us back our engagement ring, please.
That being said, I saw (500) Days of Summer the other day, and now I am obsessed with this Regina Spektor song. Whatever. I’m not the poser, you’re the poser. So there. Ya burnt!*
*For the record, I was saying “ya burnt” way before Tina Fey was saying “ya burnt” on 30 Rock.**
**I was into 30 Rock way before you were.
