Something that's bothered me for so time now is that I have less and less idea about what kinds of music I actually like. What I mean to say is that even though I go through the motions of talking about what I like and what I don't like in music, what I end up listening to, and ultimately enjoy, is something totally different.

The best example of this is The Grays Ro Sham Bo. With only one album, this group fronted by Jason Faulkner and Jon Brion came to my attention (as they did for most people) with "The Very Best Years," a crazy awesome single from 1994. After getting a tape copy and later a burned CD of this album, I find that despite my claim of loving stuff like Born to Run and Blood and Chocolate, I listen to Ro Sham Bo without hesitation or guilt.

I suppose that this probably happens to everybody, but coming from me, a guy that is so open about his taste, I'm just a little bothered...