14-Year-Old Taste In Music, Sorry! I Need Justin Timberlake at Wedding


ERICA: “Can we play some Justin Timberlake at the wedding?” I asked Greg innocently.

“Uhm…I’d have to say absolutely, positively not,” he replied.

I tried making a “please, don’t you feel bad for me now that I’m making a sad face” approach, but that didn’t work.

I’m not sure why and am slightly embarrassed about this, but my taste in music tends to mirror that of a 14-year-old adolescent girl. I love Mariah…I love Pink…I love Madonna, but most of all I love Justin. I don’t put posters up on my walls anymore, but if I did, I’d likely hang one of JT in the living room above the couch. I have over 1000 songs on my ipod and still…I mostly just listen to Justin. But Greg’s conviction was unshakable.

“What if I allowed some Phish songs?” I offered up hopefully. I hate Phish almost as much as I hate exercise.

“I’m not really sure if our funk/soul band is going to be able to pull off a Phish song,” said Greg. Then a recognition moment: “But you know that, don’t you? You’re offering me false hope under the assumption that I’ll naively allow Justin into our rotation. Verrry sneaky! No go.”

This discussion is not over.