People like what they like. I bought and devoured Kind of Blue when I was twelve. It was in heavy rotation, right next to 36 Chambers. If I like something, I'm going to listen to it. Whether it's "lame" (as I promise you Kind of Blue was for a little shit in the early '90s) or "childish" in the eyes of others doesn't concern me. If I think something is lame or childish, I won't listen to it, but I also won't give someone else shit for doing so. Unless that person is a close friend with a good sense of humor, or a total asshole who is for some reason crapping on me for my choices.
Dammit, I'm a full grown man (technically... I could stand to go up a shirt size or two), and I often work 12 hours a day, only to come home and work more. I'm in a long term relationship, and people depend on me. In other words, my life is pretty much OVER. If I want to throw on some Pusha T or Future or whatever so I have an excuse to rap about coke or getting pussy, and have some fun on my commute to pump myslef up for a day of horrendous adulthood, I'm gonna damn well do it. And fuck anyone who wants to judge me for that.
You wanna know about my shit? Wanna see the student loan bills I have piled up? Wanna hear about my prostate exams? If you knew anything about me you'd bite your goddamn tongue before begrudging my enjoyment of escapism.
