Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys…

Warp their little brains with Floyd instead. They’ll thank you. Am I a bad dad? Saturday morning we watched this:

in all its naked, peyote and heroin OD glory. It’s my job to introduce my kids to stoner music, isn’t it? They already know more about sex and drugs at 8 and 11 than I did at 18. They watch the CSI, so it can’t be over the top in grossness. So, it’s not like this is anything new. Well the worms are new. The fucking worms. They are EVERYWHERE! And the skinheads. That took some explanation. “Kids, if you take drugs, they will shave your head and throw you in jail with assholes like that.”

I guess my real reason for this is to counteract the “new” country/Carrie Underwood/Hillary Duff blecch music they are immersed in during the week. Through my careful training, they already know that David Gilmour is god.* Now they have a better idea why. Also, they now know Roger Waters is a fucking weirdo. Not that there is anything wrong with that.

Next week, Kiss Meets the Phantom of the Park…

*(Yes, I should expand my iTunes collection to demonstrate why Hendrix is even better. All in good time.)

2 thoughts on “Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be cowboys…

  1. Which is worse, you letting your kids see The Wall, or me letting mine see Animal House. At least The Wall can give them good nightmares.
    I realize I’m no rock n roll scholar, and really have no qualifications for offering my opinion, but I’ve never quite understood the whole Jimi idol worship thing. I used to appreciate some of his stuff, but then I heard Stevie Ray Vaughan’s Voodo Chile and realized how much better Jimi could have been if he were clean. I suppose I’ll burn in hell as an ignorant guitar solo heathen.

  2. Letting my kids see From Justin to Kelly is worse than either.
    As an American, your are free to have and express an opinion on anything, whether you rightly agree with me or are completely wrong. 🙂 I think Jimi had more talent in his bong that the next 10 best guitarists. That does not make him my favorite. I am the same way about Clapton. Talented – yes; all over my iTunes – not so much.

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