“I could hide out under there / I just made you say, ‘Underwear.’”
It’s kind of an embarrassing confession: Barenaked Ladies are my favorite band.
You see, my relationship to music has been a very simple and static one. I grew up listening to non-threatening, easy-on-the-ears ‘90s rock. I never really stopped. I never had an emo phase, a classic rock phase, or a synth phase. Hearing Dylan or Pearl Jam or Eminem didn’t change the way I thought about music, let alone in a profound way.
Because of all this, I’ve been told I don’t really “get” music.
But I don’t think a lot of people “get” Barenaked Ladies, either.