So I was having a discussion with a friend of mine about relationships in general, and somehow, I reached the conclusion that you can judge a person by his/her musical tastes. The problem is finding out exactly what music people like, including selections that they're ashamed of liking: the secret playlist. For example, in high school I was very into the radio-friendly hip-hop/R&B. No one knew of my secret love for The Temptations for fear of being marked corny. Now, however, I'm quite proud of my random musical tastes. So what does this matter?
During the aformentioned conversation, I was accused of having a hidden mushy side. (I have a hard outer shell with no creamy center. Very unlike a 3 Musketeers Bar.*) Much to my dismay, this is true. I've realized that as I became more open about my musical choices, the more obvious my hidden mushiness became. Honestly, what pure hardass likes Journey?
This theory of music reflecting character can be applied to a variety of situations. Ladies, if your seemingly sensitive boyfriend can't hear enough of "Smack My Bitch Up," something may be a little off. Guys, if your girl has an unhealthy obsession with Melissa Etheridge you're either in for the greatest birthday present ever, or you're getting dumped for the local Birkenstock salesgirl.
My conclusion: before you get serious, take a sneek peek at that iPod.
* While I may never develop the soft creamy center of a 3 Musketeers, I definately have a more nougat-y center, not unlike a Snickers.