Times a-changin'

I'm at work, listening to Launchcast, and John Mellencamp came on doing "Pink Houses." I hated that song when it came out. It was stoopud. Twenty years later, I love it.

A similar thing happened to Fleetwood Mac. I hated their Rumours album when it was released; the only bearable song was "Tusk." Twenty-five years later, I discovered it's a pretty good album.

Ah, maturity. Or something.


Now John Prine is singing "Spanish Pipedream" which I've never heard, but I totally *heart* JP overall. And this song is funny. You can look up the lyrics yourself. I'm busy cataloging #(%&!-ing children's books.