Raising a Rocker July 12, 2008Posted by Matt in music, Rachel.
Tags: kids, Kiss, music, rock
Friday night Diana was out of town, so, after finishing my work day, I picked the girls up and took them for an evening meal at the restaurant of their choice, Pizza Hut. Now, this was the first time I’d eaten at a Pizza Hut in some time, so I was a bit taken aback by the pools of grease on each deep dish slice, but, anyway, it went well and we were soon heading back to the house.
On the trip home, I was in the mood for some mellow tunes, so I surfed my Ipod over to some Josh Ritter an settled back in the driver’s seat for the jaunt across town. My five year old daughter, Rachel, was not in the same music mood as I was.
Rachel: Daddy, what’s this stuff?
Me: It’s Josh Ritter, honey. Isn’t this nice and soothing.
Rachel: But, Daddy, I want to rock!
With a quick smile at her, I began scanning through my 5,000 song Ipod collection, until I came upon an album that I had not listened to in some time, but which had been a staple over the summer following my senior year of high school – the Dazed and Confused soundtrack. A quick look through the songs on that album gave me one of the easiest and perhaps most obvious choices – Kiss’s “Rock and Roll All Night.”
Soon Peter Criss’s opening drum beat boomed through the car speakers, followed by Ace Frehely’s most well-known guitar lick and the girls were dancing (as well as they could while strapped in car booter seats) right along with it.
Rachel: Yeah! That’s what I’m talkin’ about, baby!
Sometimes kids say the darndest things.