I’m not one to embrace what’s hot-hot-hot,
but do admit to loving Adele’s music.
And if I’m to believe what I’ve read in various places
I’m the typical fan.
Which is to say, I’m female.
Probably older than the average female fan but, still. Female.
Conventional wisdom says Adele’s fan-base is nearly 100% women.
This afternoon I chauffeured three fifteen-year-old boys
who were playing various rap songs from their iPods on the car stereo.
I’ve had Adele’s 21 in my car for the past couple months and
jokingly whispered to Zebu, "Guess this means no Adele, huh?"
Moments later, "Rolling in the Deep" was playing (from one of the boy’s iPod!)
and the boys were singing along.
Not only did they sing that song, one of the boys announced that his favorite Adele song is
"Someone Like You," arguably the most heart-wrenching song on an album filled with heartbreak.
We preceded to listen to that song, too,
and there was some discussion of the lyrics’ meaning.
Lest I get too carried away with all this, I should remember that after getting out of the car
they most likely passed gas then made jokes about erections and/or breasts.