Confession
Well, I have been debating for weeks on whether or not to spill this confession on the blog. It is a serious subject, and I finally decided that full disclosure would be the most honest way to go, even though it might earn me widespread scorn and derision.
I have become….
a Neil Diamond fan.
In my defense, have you people ANY idea how many popular, well-known songs he’s written that have been covered by other, younger, cooler groups and become big hits? (Red, Red Wine / I’m a Believer, anyone?)
In doing my wifely duty last year, to get an amazing and awesome birthday gift for hubby, I bought tickets to see the Neil Diamond concert he was coveting. He’s allowed to be a fan, because he is older than I am.
Anyway, in the months between buying tickets -> going to the show, FF dusted off a lot of albums and I found myself saying “oh, he wrote that one too?!” and what really caught my ear were the unique instrumental arrangements in many of the songs. He has a HUGE band with widely varied instrumentation and as his style has matured, has really taken advantage of that strength. His most recent album, “Home Before Dark” is really sophistocated musically, and wonderful to listen to. Even has a duet with that one chick from the Dixie Chicks.
Honestly, it was one of the liveliest and best choreographed concerts I’ve been to, outside Jimmy Buffett.
So yes, this might officially make me the UNCOOLEST 28 year old ever, but whatever. Someday in the far future K will be reading this post, and go to Wikipedia 99.0 inside her networked eyeball transceiver to figure out who Neil Diamond is, and then she’ll be even more mortified than before.
Posted on May 18, 2009, in huh?, shame, wife and tagged confession, neil diamond fan, uncool. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
OMG…I so wanted to go to that concert! My sisters went but I couldn’t swing it! I love Neil Diamond….I had all the 8 tracks when I was a kid…haha. now that’s really dating myself isn’t it? LOL…but shhh…my kids don’t know….I’m still in the closet!
Eh, it is YOUR job to embarrass your children. Someday, she will thank you! It’s your golden right as a parent.