Ayla, you do not own the radio

Ayla sat in the back seat with Colin on Monday, but since then has sat in the front with me. I guess the Colin Novelty wore off quickly. Yesterday I survived listening through the Hannah Montana movie soundtrack, and although I can freely admit there are some tunes that are fun and catchy, the appeal of others quite simply escapes me completely. But more on this in a moment. Last night we had put the Pink Martini CD in from my collection, specifically Hang On Little Tomato. Great CD. We listened to maybe 4 songs on this CD before arriving back to Colin;s this morning. As soon as Colin was in the car, Ayla hits the eject button. So I look over and say "I don;t think so, chicken. You don't own the CD player." I then proceed to put Pink Martini back into the CD slot and sing away. She was in despair. Truly. I then got to thinking about music in my teenage years, and what boundaries existed then. For the most part, Mom and I liked the same music. But there were a few, Jimmy Hendrix being one, that Mom tolerated, under certain conditions. I guess I am thankful this morning that my own Mother had the good sense to like good music. This afternoon I will let Ayla play her dance music CD that is in the car.
So, back to Hannah Montana. What perplexes me is why the dual identity even on the CD. I mean, the girl is Miley Cyrus, and the character is Hannah Montana. So why on the CD are some songs performed by the character and others by the person? Is it a credits issue, like Disney gets a cut of the Hannah songs, but Miley keeps all proceeds from the Miley songs? Must research to truly understand how Disney is screwing up this poor girl. Perhaps she already had bipolar disorder and they are just leveraging this.Hmmmm....