Yesterday we headed over to the San Mateo County Fair and as always we had some compilation of classic rock playing in the car. We were quietly singing along as the intro of Black Sabbath’s Iron Man started playing.
Has he lost his mind?
Can he see or is he blind?
Can he walk at all,
Or if he moves will he fall?
Eve asked Anupam, “Baba, is this Ozzy?”
Anupam is convinced that his job here is done.
When we drive anywhere, the kids get kid music about 40% of the time. The rest of the time is either spent on KQED(NPR) or some rock compilation MP3 disk in the CD changer. But here is the thing, I change CDs perhaps quarterly, if that. Eve hates the radio because Tricia and I stop talking and immediately listen very intently, ignoring everything else. What can I say, we’re news junkies.
So a couple of days back, we were sitting at the dining table. The kids were waiting for me bring lunch to the table. I heard Eve quietly singing to herself like she does all the time. This time it sounded a little different and very familiar. So, I stopped what I was doing and started listening to her as unobtrusively as possible.
She was leafing through Tricia’s “Master Swim” magazine and singing :
“Keep on rockin’ in the free world,
Keep on rockin’ in the free world”
It became obvious we listen to too much 80′s rock. It also became clear that she actually listens and processes things sitting quietly in the back. Later that day I heard her sing “Beds are burning” by Midnight Oil.
Rock and roll baby!