on a T-shirt
available from The Onion
. It's clever and funny, but nothing more, until you start thinking about it.
It really speaks to the fact that taste in music is entirely subjective, and yet people have a tendency to get extremely offended when you can't stand the bands they listen to. To tell someone that you don't like their favorite band is akin to a personal insult.
One night at Maryanne's, "Son of a Son of a Sailor" by Jimmy Buffett came on the jukebox, and having enough alcohol in me, I started singing along. About a minute into the song, a girl turns to me and apologizes. "What for?" I asked. "Well, I was just making fun of this song... I didn't realize you liked it." I've never heard anyone apologize for this before. "Don't worry about it," I said, "I'm sure I hate half the shit you listen to." I've never seen anyone more offended in my life.
I told a kid today that I didn't like Korn, and he proceeded to start a ten minute argument designed to sway me from the Dark Side (as if he felt the conflict within me). "Sorry, kid, I just don't like Korn." "Yes, I have heard their older stuff." "No... not even 'a.d.i.d.a.s.'"
I wonder... if I bought the shirt and wore it around, would people see the humor in the blanket statement, or would I simultaneously insult everyone, prompting random people to come up to me and protest, "But Frankie Goes To Hollywood is awesome! You must have never heard 'Relax'!"