I hate Thai music. I write this at 3:58 p.m. on a Tuesday afternoon in my office as my counterpart blares Thai pop music from her computer. It reminds me of that song “Barbie Girl” by Aqua. Every Thai pop song sounds just like this.
I realized how far from home I am when I play them a few songs on my computer to see if they recognize them. I play Tom Petty’s “Free Falling”, The Rolling Stones’ “Satisfaction” or The Beatles’ “Help” and they tell me they’ve never heard it. Ninety-nine percent of the music on my computer can fit in the broad category of rock and roll. Thais know what rock and roll is, but they don’t like it or they think they do, but it’s not really rock and roll.
I listen to a lot of music every day. I hear six hours of Thai pop music at the office and then plug in my iPod the moment I’m home to hear more than “a happy song with a catchy chorus and beat so they can sing along.”
I love Thailand.
I love Thai people.
I hate their music.