The Violent Femmes, The Clash, The Rolling Stones....
I'm not a big purchaser of music. I'm a radio girl, and by that, I mean car radio. I have several radios in the apartment, but it's mostly just filler; the car radio is where I rock out most.
The Beatles, The Kinks, The White Stripes...
I can't dance. At least, I can't line dance, I can't waltz, and I can't do any other stylized, choreographed kinda moves. I'm more freestyle, I guess. I can move my hips, and I don't feel stupid dancing in a crowd. I'm never going to have the spotlight on me, though. But I do enjoy slow dancing, barely moving, lost in music, and the feel of another's arms around me.
The Velvet Underground, The Pixies, The Ramones...
I have a Walkman, I have a casette player, and I like my records, too. I'm not that high-tech to own an Ipod or an MP3 player. But I mostly have my own inner stereo, where snippets of music hit my brain just before opening my eyes in the morning, or while I walk downtown in the afternoon. I get lost in my own mind music taking the bus crosstown. I hear every single note of music, every chord played and note belted out. I hear melodies, and guttural wails, all without the necessity of technology. Music stays with me, man.
The Unicorns, The Killers, The Hives.