There's this stocky Asian dude with a ponytail who's always at the gym at the same time as me. I never felt I could infer anything about him, beyond the fact that he, you know, likes to stay fit. But yesterday I was doing leg curls and he was on the assisted pull-up machine, and I noticed he has a big tattoo of the grim reaper on his calf. Suddenly I understood him in a new way. I was like, Oh, he listens to metal. (I actually probably phrased it that way in my mind; I might as well say, "I was like, I was like, Oh...")
So I decided it was nigh* time for another stereotyping post. In the search marketing industry, we call this kind of post linkbait. People just LOVE this-is-like-that posts, or shit like "7 Things Your Marketing Team Can Learn from Harry Potter." (If the butt of the analogy isn't something timely, it's something geeky, like The Princess Bride. Excuse me while I commit suicide.)
Anyway. WFA, Things I Can Tell About Your Taste in Music from Your Tattoo:
Too easy: Dave Matthews Band.
Eclectic: When you make a mix there's always at least one song without lyrics. You were like, the first person to get into Norah Jones.
[Photo removed at request of the person in it, believe it or not]
Tom Waits, Leonard Cohen, you know, that kind of pseudo-intellectual garbage. ("first thought = best thought," Jesus ... every tattoo is always already a cliche. Also, is this girl's head on backwards?)
The Cure. You can't hide your sadness with ink, "lordofpain."
*misuse of "nigh"