I opened up the Shazam app the other day because a song I liked was playing nearby. I’d only heard a few seconds but it sounded interesting. I can’t lie about that. What I WISH I could lie about is the singer.
Hi. My name is Ben. And I recently liked a Miley Cyrus song.
They say admitting it is a big step in healing, right? So what do I do now? I’ve just confessed that I, a 42-year-old man, liked listening to Miley Cyrus. And you want to know the scary truth? This isn’t the first song I’ve liked of hers.
What’s wrong with me?
There is some hope for me yet, though. This song is not a Miley original. She was covering Blondie’s version, released in 1978. Hallelujah! So one might say that I liked the song …from what I could hear of it; the tune, the melody. Way down the list of “likes” was the voice, if it was on the list at all.
OK, I can handle that.
-Out of the Wilderness