I could say no to the song. She would ask me why. I would say that I thought the lyrics were inappropriate. She would ask why, then I would either have to explain the metaphor, or choose NOT to explain, which would then just make her feel confused, and perhaps even ashamed.
No offense to any of these artists (besides Flo-Rida, I fully mean to offend you), but these songs definitely need to be punished and shown to the gates of Hades, where they will have ample time to think about what they've done.
The Austin Fan Fest is, frankly, puzzling if not downright alarming for Austinites not used to all this flash. In fact, there's a popular city slogan, "Keep Austin Weird," indicivative of the civic pride bound up in being eclectic and eccentric.
Playing by these rules will give you the best shot of hearing the Ace of Base throwback with which you're currently ironically obsessed, "Titanium" or perhaps even your favorite Meek Mills mixtape B-side.
Sure, pop music seems to have little in the way of ... umm ... depth. The question is whether God is present even in what can seem to be vacuously superficial. Can what initially appears to be a cheesy song be a way to imagine God singing sweet nothings to you?
"My charity, "Big Dreams For Kids", was inspired by when I was a little boy. I grew up in an environment where there was a lot of drug dealing and killing, but we still had the positive role models come down and tell us to dream big."