Zurah

… when a clerk of your favorite music store greets you and informs you there are new things in the World Music section without you even asking.

… when you play regular music, your friends and family ask why aren’t you playing any ‘snake music’ (my father’s term).

… when nobody says anything about the odd hip drop standing at the kitchen counter.

… when you realize you just can’t do the ‘sensible’ civilian look for certain occasions anymore – i.e., when you feel the need to finish off your dress slacks with an ethnicky belt.

Is anyone else guilty of any of these?