Apparently my roots are blond...

Ever since SYTYCD ended in August, I've been downloading new music to my IPod religiously. The show opens my ears to new music every year; this year was no exception. (Thank you, Mark Kanemura, for bringing Santogold to my headphones.)

So during my downloading spree, I decide to dip into my long buried hip hop roots (really though, I'm about as hip hop as Cat Deeley) and I downloaded some Kanye West. As overplayed as they were, I thoroughly enjoyed the radio edits of Stronger and Golddigger. So of course I wanted to add these songs to my collection. The versions that popped up on ITunes were the first ones I downloaded. They were explicit versions, but I figured that they can't be that bad. I've downloaded explicit music before and nothing has shocked me yet.

Apparently, explicit really means explicit when it comes to Mr. West. I started listening to Golddigger on the way to work this morning and discovered what the un-edited version of the song REALLY says. I believe my reaction was "oh... Oh... OH MY GOD!" Hit forward... next song. Dang it. And I totally bought that song too. Now I feel all embarrassed to listen to it. I can't listen to it at work for sure... so I'm limited to my headphones and solo car trips.

I wonder if ITunes allows you to return songs... probably not and probably one of the downfalls of the digital music age. Then again, it was just $0.99.

What else crept into my playlist: Goldfrapp is making its debut, as is Coldplay's new album, M.I.A. (which practically beat me into submission after hearing "Paper Planes" five times last Wednesday), and Fiest.