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Just Gotta Love iTunes

I'm loving my new music. Today I added some Jack Johnson, Smashing Pumkins, P.O.D., Jane's Addiction, Stone Temple Pilots, Collective Soul, and a little Tupac to my library. This weekend I will expand the library with a little Van Halen, 80's Power Ballads, and Queen. I'll wind it all up with some Perfect Circle and Breaking Benjamin.

As if I needed to make my music collection even more ecclectic. I kid you not. Most people crack up laughing when they see my menagerie of all things from Amy Grant to Gregorian Chant to Pearl Jam (with a little Toby Keith thrown in).

It was a long road getting to this point in my musical lexicon. For many years, I was so self-righteously disciplined about music that I listened to nothing but Christian music. I stopped listening to all music for a few years in my early twenties, so much so that I know very little about the alternative music I have recently discovered...ten years after its heyday. It doesn't seem so alternative anymore.

But I digress, so I'm going back to listening to some Smashing Pumpkins.

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Christy said…
Your iPod sounds a lot like mine - a little something for every person you might possibly be at any given time. Hooray for Breaking Benjamin and STP!

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