I'm not really sure why I just thought about this. It's weird when you just remember shit out of the blue. Okay, so maybe it's not out of the blue at all, I was listening to Rotten Apples by the Pumpkins and it has Landslide on it.
A few years ago I went to the movies with my roommate at the time (Rules of Attraction was the movie). Well we were sitting around waiting for the movie to start and there was some crapass station playing, the norm for public places. And Landslide, the Dixie Chicks version came on.
Well a few rows ahead of us are these kids who were probably about 16 or 17. Total I'm-a-punk-and-going-out-of-my-way-to-pr
ove-it type. This is what the "head" punk said:
Man, I fucking hate when country ruins good rock songs. My Mom listens to country I hear this crap all the time. This is a Smashing Pumpkins song.
I so wanted to say something, but I just rolled my eyes and ate my pop corn. I was so not in the right state of mind to bring on conflict. However, after the movie when I went to call a cab and saw the above mentioned punk, I didn't keep my mouth shut. My response:
Um, excuse me? Hi. Um, I just wanted to say that Landslide is a great song, but it's not a Smashing Pumpkins song, it's a Stevie Nicks song. You see Billy Corgan is a huge Nicks fan so he covered it. And as much as I love Billy, his version kinda sucks, the Dixie Chick's are much closer to the original. You should really check out Stevie Nicks and Fleetwood Mac. Bye!
And than I walked away before he could say anything.
I by now means pretend to know everything about music, or really that much about music. I know what I like. However, when I talk loudly in public I like to know what I'm talking about.