All fairness to my wife though - eye rolling, running away and mockery aside, she's very supportive of my "Sun Ra thing."
I've got 17 years in slowly eroding her down, so there are very few things my wife still absolutely isn't fucking with. The Shaggs will never win her over. She hates Nico's voice, but can now deal with Calvin Johnson. There are tiers to it. For example, Squarepusher gets through, but maybe not Venetian snares. There's a progression.
There was a time where she'd tell me she liked something and ask what it was and I'd say, "it's Squarepusher. You hated this."
"I don't hate ALL of it. This song doesn't bother me."
"THIS is the exact song you told me you fucking hated."
"Oh. I like it now."
She told me that she listened to the new DJ Muggs with the Sun Ra samples 5 times yesterday, but she wasn't a huge fan of a song with "squealy horns" at the end. She's an esthetician and actually played it while working. Her client liked it and didn't mind the horns. She didn't like Airto Lindsay's dischordant guitar chops on the first Lounge Lizards album, either, but it doesn't bother her anymore.
This is a woman who thought she hated the Grateful Dead when we first met and now convinces me that we need live albums we probably don't.
She even came around to accept that Season Of Tha Siccness had its merits regardless of the lyrical content and seemed to love Mystic Stylez right out the gate.
I knew we turned a corner when we would get into the car and she'd put on Death Grips ExMilitary or Sleep's Holy Mountain.
"Oh... you like Sleep now."
"I've come around to it."
"Oooh.... Exciting. Did you know this song is about riding a dragon?"
"Stop."
"This one is about Atlantis."
"Please don't ruin this."
