The Grammys! For fathers of daughters and daughters!
For nobody else but pop tarts and complainers.
I'll fully admit having a daughter has changed my musical tastes considerably.
Look, 4 sons, 1 daughter and she generally wants **** all nothing to do with me. I'll take my small victories where I can find them these days and if that means sitting through the Grammys with her, I'm there. And when I open my mind up a little, I find some new tunes to add to my Spotify list, which I'm always looking to update.
I am lucky that my daughter enjoys a lot of the music I listen to, along with what she likes. Our driving playlists often go from Depeche Mode to Chappel Roan to Nine Inch Nails to Taylor Swift and back to Metallica.
Took her to see Olivia Rodrigo in concert and it was a great show.
She joined me at the Depeche Mode concert and loved it, wants to go with me to Nine Inch Nails.
So I sat through the Grammys with her happy to see her enjoy.
Oh, I would have LOVED to have gone to Olivia Rodrigo with my daughter, but tickets were absurdly expensive and I didn't become a fan of hers until just recently, so this is more of a hindsight thing.
That's awesome that you two enjoy the same music. I feel like I'm constantly chasing what my daughter is into, which changes like the weather here. I feel like music is the one thing I can use to relate to her that my wife cannot as she's just not the music nerd that we are. And there's some definite pushback from my daughter because who the hell wants their dorky dad singing THEIR music.
But, I'm going to keep using this conduit to relate to her and maybe one day, she'll see a good faith effort from dad to be, well, her dad.