Oh God! I think I may be old!
I remember it so vividly...
Like it was just yesterday. The never ending arguments over what Dad would play on the radio...
Muzak - elevator music - dentist office music - whatever the name, it was the same... instrumentalized, homogenized, non-offensive "background music."
I hated it. It drove me crazy. It made me want to jam a screwdriver in my ears to deafen myself just so I wouldn't have to hear it.
I wanted to listen to current, popular music - be it folk, rock, progressive.
Dad would counter that "that isn't music, it's just noise."
While I do occasionally find a new artist that I like, I tend to stick with my old favorites. And even though I have broadened my musical horizons somewhat, I have not been able to embrace hip-hop, rap, grunge, post-grunge, or I-don't-even-know-what-they-call-today's-hot-musical-style.
While I work, I sometimes listen to new age type music - just to avoid what would otherwise be deafening silence...
So, today I started listening to a new Windham Hill collection...
And what should it contain, but new age'd versions of songs that were popular when I was in high school
Arg!
Oh, the horror, the horror!
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