Confession

Earlier this morning when “Meet Virginia” randomly played on Last.fm, I didn’t ban it. I didn’t even skip it. I let if play all the way through, and I actually enjoyed it. I stopped short of “loving” it. I’m just not ready to admit that I suck badly enough to be a Train fan.

I’m ashamed of myself nonetheless. Is this what getting old is like? Do you suddenly start enjoying shitty bands like Train? Is it possible that Barry Manilow fans were once decent people with good taste in music?

To test my theory, I listened to the first 30 seconds of “Drops of Jupiter.” Thankfully, that’s as far as I could get. It still sucks. Whew. What the fuck are drops of Jupiter anyway? God, I fucking hate Train.