If you’re wondering what my thoughts on the Super Bowl Halftime show are, you’ve come to the right place. Grab a beverage of choice, sit a spell and I’ll share my thoughts with you on this generally divisive topic.
As most of you know I am not a football fan. I’m not against it, I just didn’t grow up watching it. My dad preferred Opera or the Symphony, he did not do sports. My maternal grandmother dragged me to a Cincinnati Reds game during the height of the Big Red Machine and it was the longest game ever. I’m pretty sure we were at the Riverfront Stadium for the weekend, if not longer. There’s a photo of my at the game and I have never looked more miserable.
This is not to say I won’t attend a Super Bowl party or hang out with friends and watch the game. It’s background noise between commercials and the halftime show.
Apparently everyone in my generation – Gen X – was super excited about the Super Bowl Halftime Show, but I don’t know why. I knew two songs from the artists last night. The Spaghetti Song by Eminem and the Smoke Weed Song by Snoop Dog and apparently Dr Dre.
I missed this music during the 90s. I listened to all things Lilith Fair – Sarah McLachlan, Meredith Brooks, Alannis Morrisette, Jewel, Feona Apple… That’s the music I listened to during the 90s. I didn’t listen to Nirvana or Hole, I listened to Big Head Todd and the Monsters, BoDeans, Del Amitri, Seal…..
I listened to what was on top 40 radio stations and “adult easy listening” stations. I did not watch TRL so it was easy for me to have no idea who the dude was hanging upside down, who the woman in thigh high boots was or anyone who wasn’t Snoop or Eminem. And I only know Snoop because of his association with Martha Stewart. I know Eminem because of the drama with ex wife thanks to People magazine.
OMG I am old.
I knew about hip hop, wrap and the rivalry between the east coast and west coast but I’d be lying if I said I knew who was from which coast. I’ve googled it numerous times and still don’t know the story about Biggie and Tupac.
Clearly I am of the Gen X part that is closer to the Boomers. None of my peers IRL listened to the music of Dr Dre, Snoop Dogg, or the rest. The best Super Bowl Halftime Show will always be Prince – because it is and always will be the best performance.
I’m not saying this was a bad show, I enjoyed it. It’s just that it went over my head. Apparently there was a lot of symbolism, I didn’t catch any of it. I figured Eminem was kneeling because he was humbled to be included with Dre, Dogg and the others.
I get it, I am not the target audience. I have never been to California, but even I noticed that the floor was an aerial shot of – presumably – a place in California.
I suspect I crossed over the line in the 90s – the line being an old fogey. I stopped trying new music, I listened to CDs that I made when the radio started playing music that was new and different. I still don’t venture into learning new music – I like The Weeknd, but that’s because he sounds like he could have been around in the 80s. I can’t understand a word that Doja Cat sings/raps and every single Dua Lipa song sounds the same to me. I have no idea what either of them look like.
I am old, get off of my lawn, wake me up when the women from Lilith Fair play the Super Bowl Halftime Show.
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