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my musical soulmate..




Above all many differences between my significant other and I, thank God we have at least one thing in common: OUR MUSICAL TASTE. It's still cracked me up whenever I remember one event in our relationship many many years ago. I think it happened in our first trimester...
One day he showed up at my house and gave me a CD. "Wow" I thought. This guy knew my much interest in music by buying me an ORIGINAL CD (which was rare then). Then I immediately opened the case just to found some Chinese or Korean boybands in the cover. I read it, "5566". Like "lima lima enam enam" or "Five five six six" and I thought, "who the hell.... where on earth do they belong?" 
But then I decently told him, "Oh that's so sweet of you... Do these lima lima enam enam boys can even sing?" We played it and I couldn't stop laughing. There's no way I'd caught dead with this kind of CD stuck in my player. 
Poor Dieter. His face turned reddish and asked, "Don't you know who 5566 is? Almost all girls in my high school worship them! I thought you'd like it too" I was like, "Nope." He was surprised, then replied "OK then, sorry. So who you are listening to actually?" 
"Baby if only it's an Audioslave or RHCP that you bought to me, you'll get a kiss tonight" We both laughed and he was like, "NO WAY!!! They're my favorite bands. No way you love them too." From that on (when it comes to music) he just found out that I'm not most girls. 

I introduced him to Queen and he introduced me to RATM. I introduced him to Sinatra and he gave me Metallica. Well the only singer that he loath is Madonna. He thinks M has always been materialistic and money oriented. He loves her previous works, but post Confessions on A Dance Floor, he stopped listen to her music. Fair enough. He loves Amy though. We've been through a hard day during her death. 

Still, to this very day, our playlist revolves around music that come from 90s and early 2000s and all the classics. Sometimes I got a better acknowledge than him cos I was influenced by my father who listened to a lot classic in my junior days. He'd be like, "you know more music than I do!" SO? Is that a problem? We always pity the music nowadays that dominating charts. They don't use REAL musical instruments no more. They don't SING. Hell, they don't even WRITE lyrics. All those beats are repetitive and tiring in some points. I'm so grateful that we share the same interest in music. I can't imagine having a boyfriend with a completely different taste.. We'd be fighting all the time.

his playlist


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