I stumbled on that mp3 player weeks ago now, and my life hasn’t been the same ever since. My very body hasn’t been the same ever since! When I found it laying on the sidewalk I was for some reason immediately intrigued by it. Mp3s are basically a relic of the past nowadays, who even uses mp3s when there are apps like Spotify. Well, for whatever reason I was fascinated by it, and with no second thought I popped the headphones and played the first song. To my disappointed it was one of those awful bro-country songs that have plagued the radio stations for years now. Just awful. I wanted to stop it and play something else, but apparently the playlist consisted entirely of country songs. As I scrolled through it in search for something more enjoyable, I surprised myself finding the song strangely catchy, even kind of enjoyable. Could that be that I never really took the time to listen to that genre properly? That may very well have been the case, since by that point I was completely hooked to it. I was getting really pumped up in fact, I wanted to get in my car and go to the river in search for some hot babe with long legs. I felt the irresistible crave for some beer, which was very strange considering that I didn’t even like beer all that much. At first I didn’t realize it, but it wasn’t only my taste in music and beverages that had changed. My whole body had transformed. I was now significantly taller and more ripped than I had ever been. I would have not looked out of place at all in one of those music videos full of cocky country bros. I should have been startled, if not downright scared, but I actually felt hyped and ready for a party. So I got in my car and plugged in the mp3 so I could keep listening to songs that would get me in the right mood.
As I drove to god knows where, I kept shuffling through the playlist listening to one bro-country song after the other, until suddenly a Merle Haggar song started playing. Wow, that was a total killjoy! I wanted to skip it, and yet its laid-back mood was strangely captivating, and the lyrics about the hardships of the common man were surprisingly relatable. As I kept listening to it, indulging in its moody and yet uplifting feeling, my body changed once again. I was now older, and a rough beard had grown on my face. Suddenly the idea of partying wasn’t that much appealing anymore. I would have gladly just chugged a couple of beers with the guys, but first I had to get to work. I couldn’t just mess around like all those kids do nowadays, that’s how America got ruined! I felt kind of ashamed of my car. Why didn’t I just bought something more useful and reliable like a truck instead of this tin can?
As weeks went by I kept listening to her music, and I loved every second of it. I related so much to her being annoyed by her exes, and even though it was quite jarring when she switched to a sound that was definitely more pop, I actually liked it a lot. Suddenly I felt the need to party and enjoy myself more, I had enough of just staying in my room dreaming for my perfect love. I would have gone wild, fuck what haters may have said. I was young, wild, and free! As long as I had my music I would have had all I needed. Now that I think about it my playlist could use some other songs to freshen it up a bit. Taytay is the best, sure, but adding some other artists will not hurt. Who could I pick though? Mmmmm… maybe I could start listening to same Katy Perry. She had a beef with Taylor, sure, but I wonder if I’ll like her music. Maybe some Ke$ha too. I’m don’t like her latest songs, all that much, but I remember her earlier stuff being pretty great to party and have fun.