By Kelly Dearmore
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Classical music commandeered my childhood. Bach's fugues wallpapered our living room. Beethoven symphonies rattled through the door of my bedroom, where I mounted an all-hours rock radio counterattack. But my Madonna, my Duran Duran, my INXS, my (full disclosure) Whitney Houston proved no match for Schubert's sonatas and Mozart's warbling operas. Not when the radio station hadn't budged from WRR since the Reagan era. Though my parents grew up listening to the doo-wop and bubblegum pop of the early '60s, popular music ended for them when John and Paul first passed the opium pipe. After that, it all got so... weird.
That may make my parents unusual candidates to discuss the merits of this year's hit singles. They remain blissfully, willfully ignorant of the tunes drubbed into today's youths by an increasingly monotonous radio culture, which, in my mind at least, makes them rather ideal candidates. When I asked them which artists were currently popular on the radio, my dad's response--given immediately and with great confidence--said it all: "Justin Timberland."
So last week, we sat down at the dinner table with a handful of hits from 2003, which I selected based on variety, popularity and my spending limit at Virgin records. I instructed my parents to listen carefully and take notes. Then--for once--I chose the music.
“In Da Club”
Dad: Well, that was hard to understand. The beat was relatively simple and basically repeated itself. I would categorize it as limited. It had some swearing, so I wouldn't recommend it to pre-teenagers.
Mom: I liked the percussiveness until it got monotonous. Sonata form is A, B and then A and then maybe B, B. Themes come and go. But this never changed. A, A, A. In psychology, we call that "perseverating."
Dallas Observer: Would you like this particular artist more if I told you he'd been shot?
Dad: After he sang this song?
The White Stripes
“Seven Nation Army”
Mom: I liked this better. It had variety--in sound, in dynamic. He went into a falsetto at one point, which was interesting. He caught my ear when he said, "Everybody has a story," and I thought, you could really do something with this. But I had no idea what he did with it, because it got loud, and I couldn't understand what he was saying.
Dad: I had difficulty following the story line, but the music was much more developed and expansive. There was a certain pleasantness to it.
Mom: Yeah, my first reaction was that I could hear the Beatles' influence. I liked the little xylophone they played. There's a classical musician named Anton Bruckner, and he writes things that start great and you think they're going somewhere, but then they never deliver. I felt like these guys didn't really go anywhere.
Dallas Observer: I'm noticing a trend. You keep saying these songs are repetitive, but pop songs are repetitive by nature. I worry that you might be imposing a classical standard.
Mom: I don't want them to be classical. In my day, the songs repeated. There was verse one, two and three. I'm just looking for something to hold onto.
Dad: I'm just looking for anything to say.
“Cry Me a River”
Mom: I wanted to like it because there was music there. But I couldn't get anything from it. I wonder if I listened to this song more, would I like it better?
Dad: I think this was probably the most entertaining song we've listened to so far. That may have something to do with the fact that I know who he is, because I saw him on Saturday Night Live.
Mom: You know, "Cry Me a River" is a song from our day.
Dad: That was a Johnny Ray song. No, wait. He sang "Cry." He didn't sing "Cry Me a River."
Mom: Well, someone did. [Editor's note: Julie London]
“This Is the Night”
Dad: Excellent voice, good writing. You could follow the song. It wasn't really a rock 'n' roll song. It was more of a ballad.
Mom: Is this Clay from American Idol? Oh, I like his personality. Well, I would say I liked this song the best. I mean, it had piano! Well, keyboard. I liked his voice timbre. I liked the lyrics that he sang. I wondered: Is he singing to an older generation? It had echoes of that Officer and a Gentleman song.
Dallas Observer: "Up Where We Belong?"
Dad: With Joe Cocker.
Mom: Right! It had that soaring quality.
“Flying Without Wings”
Mom: It didn't capture me like the earlier one. He had a raspy voice, which probably appeals to some people, but I liked Clay's voice much better. It was a little like trying to start fire with green wood.
Dad: I thought he had a very good voice. The words were understandable. The only difference between this song and the other one was that the other song was better. This song wasn't as good as the other. Basically they're both comparable singers. What's that other guy's name, Clay Atkins? Sounds like a country-and-western guy.