So, the tour of chicken finger specialty restaurants in the immediate Cool Springs/Franklin area continued today. Today's entrant was Otter's. No clue where the name came from, but thankfully it wasn't the most remarkable thing about the place. Then again, the food wasn't either. It had to be the music playing in the restaurant. For some reason, in a sports bar-themed chicken finger place in suburban Nashville, Band of Horses and Paul Westerberg were heard back-to-back. Definitely odd, but definitely welcomed. It seems like the music played in public lately has only been Nickelback's "Rock Star" song and that one about "making love in this club". That's such a lovely snapshot of mainstream music these days.

About that awful Nickelback song. It was playing at the gym the other day. Of course, it had to be right after "Lost iPod Incident '08", so there was nothing to filter out those sweet lyrics of that Chad guy from Canada. Terrible. Thing is, the "gym" in question is the Cool Springs YMCA. The "C" in there doesn't stand for "Chad from Canada", so it's odd to hear a song about popping pills, cheap drugs, Playmates, bathtubs built for ten and joining the mile-high club coming from the speakers on the wall right next to painted-on Bible verses.

A quick note about the aforementioned "mile high club". If you're into joining this club, you might want to first ask your pilot why he's only flying barely 5000 feet off the ground.

Ok, back to terrible music. So yeah, the Y was playing terrible music. Granted, the Nickelback song is presumably satire, but follow that up with some Buckcherry song about cocaine and all doubt is erased. Those dudes DO cocaine and a lot of it, then sing about it. Of course, none of this actually bothers these desensitized ears, but there is no excuse for such bad music to be propped up in public this way. This...is...how...society...erodes...

Next entry is about good music...