Nirvana’s “Smells Like Teen Spirit” is one of the very few songs that will cause me to unabashedly rock out.
Music turns up, followed by my hand into the air as the head swings back and forth — head-banging. It worked better with the skater flop/middle-part thing than with the current Brian Seacrest hair, though.
On a related note, I realized that Michael Jackson’s Thriller is really the only album that consistently makes my foot unconsciously tap. It’s a short, downward spiral towards the singing, soon after. “PYT”, “Wanna be Startin’ Somethin’”, “Beat It”, doesn’t matter, I’ll start singing along in an awful karaoke voice if it’s playing.
Edit: Sorry, guess I didn’t actually upload the hippy hair picture. Fixed now.
