Exerting Control over your Child's Musical Choices: A Satire. Maybe.

It always seems to happen.  No matter how hard a parent tries to convince their child that Billy Holiday, Joni Mitchell, Bob Dylan and maybe some classic U2 are all friends worth having, things like this pop up on your kids television, tearing down all the intricate,musical layers you worked so hard to build into their little lives.  Forget about teaching them the craft of a lyricist; you'll be singing about cars and trucks and fruit salad for the duration of their toddler-hood. [youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=woYuBhkIlK0] It may take a few years of redirection, a plethora of squeezy pops and promises of Disney World to get them back on the appropriate soundtrack, but you may be able to reclaim their musical heritage during their elementary years.  That is, until people like him show up to whisk away your, once again, misguided pre-teen into pop music oblivion.

    I have to say, of all the things I'm fearful of about Ellie's growing up ( boyfriends with criminal records, a disenchantment with education, contracting bacterial meningitis from a public restroom, taking a year off to "find herself" most likely resulting in either her Father or I flying to Tijuana to bail her and her male friend with an inanimate object type name like Stone or Spike she met on a road trip out of a seedy, Mexican Prison) it's the music that will shape her life that frightens me the most. Seriously.  I speak from experience.  I refused my own parents Carly Simon and Cream influences in the seventh grade for this.[youtube=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sj_U6vObUA] Understand the severity of the situation?