For the longest time (okay only like 21 years) I had a blissful meatloaf free existence. True, my mom made the dish on occasion, but that didn't happen often. I'm speaking of the singer here. Until recently I could get by without having to listen to Meatloaf, or recognize him in things. Now I'm expected to recognize him in commercials (for phone service none the less) and in movies (such as The Rocky Horror Picture Show). Several people want me to listen to his music, and tell them how great I think it is. I don't like it. There I said it. I don't really like Meatloaf's music. It doesn't appeal to my personal musical tastes. It's not McArthur Park level of bad, but if I had to choose what I listen to, it would not be Meatloaf.
I'd be perfectly happy being an indie chick with my musical tastes. I could like things that nobody else likes ever. (And I think that I kinda-sorta-maybe-on-a-good-day look like Faye from Questionable Content (strip linked is in an early art style, it gets better later) I've already got the butt!)
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