Over the course of a relationship, two people change each other. They share their loves and their personal experiences and through these exchanges, their personal opinions and tastes are altered. As I’ve written before, Mr. Hum and I have shared a lot over the four years we’ve been together and I think that this kind of sharing has been for our better. We’ve introduced each other to and influenced each other’s opinions about things like food, video games, literature, tv and movies and it’s been great.
However, one area where our tastes are vastly different is music and I think, no matter how much exposure we have to each other’s CD collections, this is unlikely to change.
Basically, we sit on two ends of the spectrum. Mr. Hum has very specific music tastes which lie in either the spastic ska style (think along the lines of Less Than Jake and Goldfinger) or the “I am woman, hear me ovulate” genre (Tori Amos and Sarah McLachlan are a couple of the big figureheads).
As for me, I tend to be more of a mixed bag. I was raised by father with a degree in music composition and engineering and after college, I worked for an alternative arts newspaper, so I’ve been exposed to a tonne of different stuff, and as a result, my iPod is some what schizophrenic. In any given afternoon, my playlist will hop from the jazzy melodies of Ella Fitzgerald, to the new wave sound of The Cars, to the rap stylings of Jurassic 5 to the guitar driven rock of Queens of the Stone Age. I like almost everything . . . except what Mr. Hum likes.
Normally, this difference of opinion totally doesn’t matter, but with the wedding 10 days away (woohoo!), picking out a first dance song has proven rather difficult. If he likes it, I don’t and if I like it, he doesn’t. Right now, the closest thing we have to a song is “The Most Beautiful Girl” by Flight of the Conchords because we sing that to each other all the time as a joke, but even then, I am hesitant to pick that because I’m not sure all of our guests would get it (plus I’m slightly worried if we went with that one, our older relatives would think Mr. Hum was calling me a prostitute because of the lyrics).
Anyway, I’m a little stumped here so I’m asking for feedback - what is/was your first dance song? How did you pick it?
As a thank you for your advice, I post below the song I stole my post title from - “We Will Still Need A Song” by good old Canadian boy Hawksley Workman. If you like it, I highly recommend his albums For Him And The Girls and (Last Night We Were) The Delicious Wolves, since they contain what I think are two incredibly beautiful written songs, “Don’t Be Crushed” and “Your Beauty Must Be Rubbing Off“.
(Yes I hyper-linked to live versions of those songs and an interview with him too. It’s all about the Hawksley love today.)
I’ll buy you a kabab!
My fiance veto’d that song as our first dance, but I vote yes.