Discussion: Can Music Ever Go Too Far?

Since we've got a few more readers [Hey guys! Glad you're here!], and because I'd really love to interact with you all a bit more, I wanted to start a little discussion about something I wonder:

When do you think music, artists, and lyrics go too far?

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Are there certain artists or songs you won't listen to? Why? Are there things that are simply too offensive? 

I'm not merely talking about the gratuitously explicit stuff

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How do you feel about songs that talk about suicide or dwell on death? 

Songs that have misogynistic undertones? 

Songs that speak casually about drugs?

(even my future husband, Ray Lamontagne, mentions cocaine in one of his songs.)

Would there ever be an artist you wouldn't listen to simply based on his or her beliefs/actions, like when  people boycotted the Dixie Chicks after they openly criticized Bush? 

Or do you consider it all noise?

What are your thoughts? Do the meanings of songs or the actions of their artists ever prompt you to change the station?

No judgement here, just curious!

-bRob

Some Awkward Truths

Approximately half of the lights on my car are working right now. Typical.

I wore the same pair of jeans four days in a row this week. Depending on how I feel tomorrow, they may make a fifth appearance.

Let's get serious here, I'm probably going to see how long I can get away with my burnt out car lights. [Unless you, dear reader, are a traffic cop. In which case I'm only trying to be funny.]

My diet this week has consisted of macaroni & cheese and chicken nuggets.

Probably the one successful dish I've ever made, practically from scratchish. Find the recipe here.  ;) I added the bacon bits! This is coming from a girl who screwed up a baked potato.

Partially because I hate folding laundry and partially because this week's been straight outta crazyville, I slept under two loads of laundry dumped haphazardly on my bed. [I was almost too embarrassed to tell you that one...]

Also, spell-checker had to correct my misspelling of the word 'embarrassed'. Embarrassing.

Despite my vociferous protests against all forms of the pantsless pandemic...I'm currently wearing leggings. I know, I know, hypocrisy is strong with this one.

I decided getting this week's free cupcake was more important than getting to class on-time. [...I still do. Unless my parents are reading this, in which case I'm only trying to be funny.]

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believe it or not, one of the best cupcakes i've ever eaten.
the maple frosting was almost as delicious as the bacon baked into the cupcake.

What are your awkward truths of the week? I'm all about some full disclosure.

-bRob