This weekend was the first in a long time where we had nothing specific to do with no specific time frame. It was really, really great. So we're driving along Saturday after having decorated pumpkins and enjoyed some fall air and J's like, I'm going to play something for you - it's a cover of a New Order song.

I need to admit that I've been a real pain in the ass regarding music lately, especially where my darling husband is concerned. I almost expect not to like it before I even get a good listen, and I am pretty sure this is due to the whole Decemberists debacle. As in, the fact that the band exists and J loves them so much. Stop singing sea shanties, you fools.

J and I practically fell in love to our own little soundtrack (hold the puking, I have more to say) when we first met. We were both into the same bands at the same time and - for real - I can't listen to those any of those songs now without feeling like my heart's gonna burst.

But, as one should, we have each grown in our musical tastes over the years and don't always agree on a particular artist. This makes for some good discussion, or, as it did when J played this New Order cover for me, results in my slinking down in the car seat and sighing loudly and repeatedly like a whiny teenager.

This was a band called Galaxie 500 doing the song "Ceremony" and it basically sounded like someone was torturing the singer into it. As though he was like, "Fine!" and then proceeded to be all, "Mehhhh mehhhhh meehhhh," to the words of the song because he hated life so much. I looked them up and I guess these guys are from the late 80s and maybe that should make it cooler, but guess what? It doesn't.

Anyway, after allowing J to play about a minute of this nonsense, I was like, "You know something, it's time for me to write about all the things I hate on my blog again." Number one: singers who sing like they want to die.

I realize that there's a lot of room for interpretation in making that kind of statement. Like, I'd definitely put the guy from Sun Kil Moon in this category (you can just shoot me right in the head rather than make me listen to that guy, thanks) but I also like the band Bon Iver, and maybe you'd argue that they're like that too.

When it gets down to it though, it's my blog. So bring on the backlash. Let's talk about things we hate, people. Let's talk about them all week long.