Although John wrote this gag, it resonated for me because Christine’s kids (now 14 and 16) got into the Beatles. One of her daughter’s two favorites is HERE COMES THE SUN, so I chose it as the song Maria’s hearing.
I was exactly the same way when I was that age. But the older you get the more you learn to appreciate the music your parents listened to & really grow to love it yourself.
“But the older you get the more you learn to appreciate the music your parents listened to & really grow to love it yourself.”
Sometimes… My mom liked marching band music and a little bit of light jazz. I have no idea what my dad listened to, but I know what he sang – church-picnic songs (not hymns, not gospel), stuff like “Green Grow the Rushes, O”. I can’t bear any of that.
The Beatles were before my time, but definitely after my parents’ time; and the only stuff from the 50’s I can stand to listen to is old Blues, which they would never have listened to.
My brothers and I grew up attuned to whatever we heard- no bias. We loved the music of our generation, and still do; but we also absorbed our parents’ music. Years later we would search for CD’s of albums from their collections. It was all part of our soundtrack. How refreshing to be free of meaningless prejudices and the whole winners/losers mentality. Maybe that’s why we were also free of sports fandom. How liberating not to care.
As a kid I started liking the Beetles about 6 months before they broke up, devastating. Over the next decade, the people I was around liked music of all kinds. Learned it all at the same time. So I like music from the 30’s to the 70’s. is all mixed together.
Burnside217 over 10 years ago
This actually happened to a friend on mine. His teens were so excited about discovering the Beetles.
Thomas Scott Roberts creator over 10 years ago
Although John wrote this gag, it resonated for me because Christine’s kids (now 14 and 16) got into the Beatles. One of her daughter’s two favorites is HERE COMES THE SUN, so I chose it as the song Maria’s hearing.
georgelanigan over 10 years ago
I was exactly the same way when I was that age. But the older you get the more you learn to appreciate the music your parents listened to & really grow to love it yourself.
fritzoid Premium Member over 10 years ago
“But the older you get the more you learn to appreciate the music your parents listened to & really grow to love it yourself.”
Sometimes… My mom liked marching band music and a little bit of light jazz. I have no idea what my dad listened to, but I know what he sang – church-picnic songs (not hymns, not gospel), stuff like “Green Grow the Rushes, O”. I can’t bear any of that.
The Beatles were before my time, but definitely after my parents’ time; and the only stuff from the 50’s I can stand to listen to is old Blues, which they would never have listened to.
Thomas Scott Roberts creator over 10 years ago
My brothers and I grew up attuned to whatever we heard- no bias. We loved the music of our generation, and still do; but we also absorbed our parents’ music. Years later we would search for CD’s of albums from their collections. It was all part of our soundtrack. How refreshing to be free of meaningless prejudices and the whole winners/losers mentality. Maybe that’s why we were also free of sports fandom. How liberating not to care.
Burnside217 over 10 years ago
As a kid I started liking the Beetles about 6 months before they broke up, devastating. Over the next decade, the people I was around liked music of all kinds. Learned it all at the same time. So I like music from the 30’s to the 70’s. is all mixed together.
Comic Minister Premium Member over 10 years ago
Oh boy.
Thomas Scott Roberts creator over 10 years ago
I still like Belafonte! One of a kind.