Does music taste affect your dating life? Different vibes vs. same playlist

Personally, I don't care what kind of music he listens to; he doesn't need to share my obsession with certain bands—as long as he doesn't blast Picasso while I'm trying to cook Sunday dinner.

Honestly, it’s pretty much the same logic as having a preference for certain colors... It’s like saying you can’t be with someone just because they prefer blue while you’re more into red or yellow...😉

Sandra Chase16 said:That's me! Though I'm not exactly a little girl anymore.😁

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What a shame.

Sandra Chase16 said:Look, I don't care if we don't vibe over the same bands—as long as he isn't blasting Picasso while I'm trying to whip up Sunday dinner, we're fine.

Honestly, that might be the secret to my marriage lasting this long—my husband never picks the music. He just tells me to put something on if he feels like listening.

For example, Leonard Cohen - Tower of Song

ironowl13 said:That’s basically the same as having a preference for certain colors... it's like saying you can't be with someone just because they prefer blue when you're more into red or yellow...😉

I have to disagree—you simply cannot equate basic colors with music. It's an absurd comparison, like trying to weigh a simple C major scale against a masterpiece by Rembrandt.
Colors and tones are merely the building blocks; paintings and music are the complex products resulting from how those elements are applied.

As for my taste in painting, I find it difficult to connect with anyone who dismisses still lifes or landscapes on sight.

Ponor said:Honestly, I’m a little worried you might actually turn into one of those pathetic, distorted souls we’re talking about in your next few posts.😛

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Ponor said:Look, man, just read what was actually written. Harrigan said he can't stand the people who play the "true fan" card when music is being discussed, and I was assuming he meant the types who obsess over Creep and act like the lyrics are their entire personality. I didn't go as far as calling them "TRUE NORDIC ARYAN" fans like you do, for instance.😁

Fair enough.😘

Anyway, am I some kind of grandmaster at quoting things or what?☕

Sharpie said:I always just say I listen to everything when people ask. I hate that question—it just trips me up, so I give them the "everything" answer. Honestly, I don't trust anyone who asks "what kind of music do you like?" anyway.

My go-to is "whatever."😁

Sandra Chase16 said:As far as art goes, there's no way I'm getting into someone who's all about still lifes and landscapes.

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Motorola, yeah. And it’s not just about the tunes. Hard to vibe with someone if our tastes aren't basically the same.

Sandra Chase16 said:I disagree. You can't compare colors—especially just the primary ones—to music. That's like trying to compare C, E, and G notes to Rembrandt.
colors and tones are the fundamentals; paintings and music are simply what happens when you apply them.

As for painting itself, I find it hard to side with anyone who only gets excited about still lifes and landscapes.

Look, I’m not saying this topic is funny. It isn't funny to me when someone identifies as a punk, a metalhead, or some preppy socialite, and it isn't funny when people act like their partner's music taste is a dealbreaker. Is it really? I think listening to certain genres is just one way young people try to find themselves today. From what I can see, those labels usually fade around age 20, once a person starts maturing and realizes there are other interests out there that might actually connect them to someone else.👍

Lali Puna said:So, here's the deal:
what if the person your heart is set on listens to music that you absolutely can't stand? Is that even a dealbreaker? Or do you just not see someone as a potential partner if you don't hang out at the same spots and listen to the same tunes?

Like, maybe he loves those high-end, trendy cocktail lounges while she’s all about the underground indie scene? Or vice versa?

Maybe you live and breathe music, but they won't go to a single concert with you because their taste is totally different. You can't talk shop about music when you want to, and you rarely go out together because they're dancing to R&B hits while you're sitting there rolling your eyes?

Or is there just zero chance you'd ever consider someone a partner if they don't value the same music you do?

The person my heart wants wouldn't be a match if 🙂 they didn't fit my vibe and the music I listen to.
Look, someone doesn't have to listen to the exact same tracks as me, but they damn well better respect my choices.
If we're on the same page musically, that's a massive win. Those people pass my test automatically.
Plus, people with similar tastes just click better—assuming music actually matters to them in life.

I honestly thought Dana Anderson4 would be the one posting this since she was actually there, whereas I’m just going off some secondhand stories... It was back in the late eighties, at this dive bar out in a thick suburb where everyone went because the beer was cheaper than anywhere else. We had two groups of post-pubescent kids—my crew and some local bunch we didn't really know. The tension started building up, maybe a wrong look or a stray word... You could tell things were about to get ugly. Two "leaders" stepped up, one from our side and one from theirs, to do that formal little standoff, just so everyone would know exactly who they were fighting later...

One of the first questions came from a guy in the rival gang: "What kind of music do you listen to?" Our representative, the late Dudley, just stared him down, blew out a cloud of smoke, and played it cool: "Seventies disco, hot chocolate, old school funk..." The guy from the other side just froze, eyes wide: "No way! Me too!" And instead of a massive brawl breaking out, we all just ended up drinking together...

stormyviper11 said:I figured ar peka would be the one telling this since he was actually there, and all I've heard is secondhand gossip... It was late eighties, at this dive bar in a thick suburb where you went because the beer was cheaper than anywhere else. Two groups of teenagers—my crew and some local guys we didn't know. Things were getting tense, maybe a wrong word or just a look. It felt like a fight was definitely coming. Two "leaders," one from our side and one from theirs, stepped up for a sort of formal introduction, just so everyone knew who they were dealing with later.

One of the first things the guy from the rival group asks is: "What kind of music do you listen to?" Our guy, the late Dudley, just looks at him, exhales a cloud of smoke, and acts totally cool: "Seventies disco, hot chocolate, old school stuff..." The guy from the other side's eyes go wide: "No way! Me too!" And instead of a brawl, everyone just ends up grabbing drinks together...

Well, you see, there's no need for me to recount it when you nailed the details perfectly. Only thing is, it was probably closer to '91 rather than the late eighties, but those tiny details don't really matter much.😁

dmj said:I figured Ar PeKa would be the one writing this since he was actually there. All I have is secondhand info... It’s late eighties. A local dive bar in a thick suburb, the kind you went to because the beer was cheaper than anywhere else. Two groups of teenagers—my crowd and some local outsiders. Tension starts building. A wrong word, a look... feels like a fight is inevitable. Two "leaders" step up, one from each side, just to formally introduce themselves so everyone knows who they were fighting later.

One of the first questions comes from a guy in the rival gang: "What music do you listen to?" Our guy, the late Dudley, just exhales a cloud of smoke and says coolly: "Seventies disco, Hot Chocolate, Kool & the Gang..." The guy from the other side stares at him. "No way! Me too!" Instead of a brawl, everyone just ends up drinking together...

hahahaha. classic!! I can already see this being the standout scene in some great American director's semi-autobiographical movie.