My Kid Would Rather Watch iCarly than Listen to Animotion

I've got six radio stations programmed in to my car stereo: a mainstream station, and a rock one, of course. There's an alt-rock station, and two devoted to classic rock, ‘cause that's how I roll. The last station on my dial is one that plays a little bit of everything. Pop, rock, alt, new wave, grunge...the best of the eighties a bit of the classics; you never know what you're going to get from this station, and I like that. While other broadcasters are fairly repetitive, I rarely hear the same song twice on this station.

It was the only station playing anything decent on the way home from my daughter's swimming lessons last week – Animotion's Obsession, a song that takes me right back to my childhood. I cranked Obsession on my hot pink clock radio every time I heard it – I can't listen to it without thinking of that stupid clock radio, or of Fashion Television.

I cranked the volume. "You are an obsession, you're my obsession," I sang. "What do you want me to do to make you sleep with me?"

This song is still the shit, I thought to myself, and sang louder in to my imaginary microphone.

Then, from the backseat, my daughter: "Mummy?"

I turned the radio down. "Yeah?"

"Is this Michael Jackson?"

I snorted. "No, sweetie. It's not."

"Oh," she said.

"It's Animotion," I said, impressed with myself that I remembered the band's name (it's been a while, you know?) "And when I was a little girl – not too much older than you are now – I used to dance around my room listening to this song. Cool, huh?"

"Not really," I heard from the back seat. "Can you turn this song down, Mummy? It's hurting my ears. And can I watch iCarly when I get home?"



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