Sometime this summer I had an epiphany. But first, some background. I had a boyfriend in college and it was a running joke (that wasn't funny) that our song was Liz Phair's Divorce Song. (Apparently they made a music video, but it doesn't seem to be a very interesting video. Maybe this is better.) Not a song for two people in love, that's for sure. But anyway, the epiphany. I realized this summer that the Liz Phair song (because I have such an affinity for old Liz Phair, which is in no terms to be confused with Liz Phair after 1999) that best describes how I feel about Hubby is Supernova. (Having just found and watched this video, I am convinced that music videos ruin songs.) (Also, NSFW--the song is graphic and has curse words and sexual imagery.)
Anyhow, last night Hubby and I were talking and I found out that he used to listen to punk rock (Dead Kennedys, Black Flag, Skinny Puppy, Suicidal Tendencies) when he was a kid. My bridesmaid had this thing about how she and her then-boyfriend had been dating for two years but she was still finding out new things about him, and I suppose it was kind of like that (except instead of two years, put in eleven). I already knew he listened to TSOL, but last night I found out that he bought two Black Flag albums (oh, we are so dating ourselves) when he was in elementary school. I can't imagine that! And it makes me love him even more.
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