Music to my Years

Music & Movie

Every generation, I believe, thinks that its own music is the best. And by its own music, I mean the music that we loved while in high school.  After all, that’s the pinnacle of our lives, is it not?  We knew everything, and the world was our oyster.  Or our lobster…I forget which.  Anyway, the world is some seafood or another.

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For me, in that I graduated high school in 1980, this means the music I love was created, for the most part, in the 1970’s: The Rolling Stones, The Eagles, Tom Petty and the Heartbreakers, Blondie, Pink Floyd, The Who, Queen, Creedence Clearwater Revival, Led Zeppelin, Fleetwood Mac…you get the point. The BEST music there ever was!

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To my utter shock and amazement, my teenage son Henry does not agree.  Every time we are travelling in the car and I turn up the volume on one awesome song or another, Henry feels compelled to make some snide comment about wanting to listen to music that is not 30-40 years old.  I don’t understand why!

mom listening to music in car

Try as I might to get him to embrace the brilliant guitar riffs and to lose himself in the poetry of the lyrics, I have reached the dismal conclusion that Henry just doesn’t enjoy my music!  Read that ridiculous sentence again so that it sinks in.  Whaaatttt! Clearly, I have failed as a parent in this regard.

I simply cannot fathom why he wouldn’t want to listen to “classic rock” and would willfully and wantonly subject his ears to today’s poor excuse for music.

I have no use for the music of today’s youth. In fact, I’m not even sure I could name more than four or five songs from today.  Let’s see: there’s “Happy” by Pharrel Williams (I know that one from Good Morning America,) and…ummm…that “Cheerleader” song…no idea who penned that gem but I’m pretty sure the kids all just call it “that Cheerleader song.”  That’s all I got, folks.  Seriously.

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Tonight, however, I ran into some “older” customers at my restaurant.  They had just come from a local High School reunion – class of 1965.  They wanted me to play the music of their generation over the speakers…the 1960’s they proclaimed…the best music ever made!  “It doesn’t get any better than that,” one of the gentlemen told me. I agreed with him because I wanted a good tip and also because he said, “That’s probably not your kind of music.  You probably like music from the 90’s.” I smiled from ear to ear. Yes indeed.  We young kids don’t know what we’re missing.  😀

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