||[Oct. 19th, 2002|03:10 pm]
|||||Eminem--Cleaning Out My Closet||]|
Just got off an AIM chat with my mom. My sister got a tatoo of Tigger on the small of her back, and my mom wants to get a tat. I told her to go for it--nothing would delight me more than knowing that my 64-year-old mother had gone out and gotten herself a tatoo. I really want to get one--maybe when I'm working again I will finally get brave enough
This came on the heels of going to "The Ring" last night (excellent movie, made even more fun by the fact that we had seen the Japanese original version already so were enjoying the reactions of the audience because we have a pretty good idea of what was coming--and it still made us jump plenty). One of the previews they showed was "8 Mile," the Eminem movie. I'm really looking forward to seeing it. Now, I know I'm supposed to be part of that demographic that hates rap music, loathes "Slim Shady" for his terrible influence on our children, and in general regards the Back Street Boys as a better musical choice. And yet, here I am, genuinely liking the music, genuinely seeking it out. How weird is that, I wonder. I am really anxious to go to "8 Mile" on opening night as much for the anthropology as the movie: will I be the oldest person in the audience? Are there actually a goodly-sized crowd of us Baby Boomers who have managed to make the transition from the Stones to Dr. Dre, and are we just not represented in the demographics because no one knows what to do with us? I am looking forward to finding out if I am unique, or if there is a niche out there.