Musical Tastes
Both my parents have different tastes in music, which is normal, I guess. However, they both enjoy music which I suppose they shouldn't really.

My dad is white and was brought up in North West London during the 60s and 70s. You would expect him to be a fan of the Rolling Stones, Led Zep, that sort of thing. What he actually does enjoy, to the point of madness, is 1930's American Blues. This I can accept, it's barely a stones throw away from classic rock. I'm fairly sure it's a widely enjoyed variation of music, and I do enjoy a bit of it now and again. As an aside, at work, where everyone had photos of their families up, my dad had one of Robert Johnson. To be fair though, if you sell your soul to the devil, you will have a good story.

On the other hand, my mother, who is also white, and grew up in West London during the 50s and 60s started off on the right tracks. She saw the Beatles and screamed at the 4 Liverpudlians, probably hoping to shag one or more of them. However, her musical tastes have changed to something that is so ridiculous, even my collection of German Hip-Hop doesn't quite match. The music I am referring to is, of course, Cajun. For those of you who don't know what it is, it originated from Louisiana, USA in the late 18th Century. Now imagine County and Western, but the only three instruments you can use are a fiddle, accordion and a triangle. After this, start singing, nay, wailing, in French. Honest to God, it sounds like brain death. The day I start thinking, "Hmmm, not too bad", is the day I was someone to stab me in the ears.

Length? Well the amount of wailing just proves that it's not the length, it's how you use it.
(Martin1337 was trying and failing to be funny at, Sat 2 May 2009, 12:34, 1 reply)

cajun? nuh uh
it's called zydeco.
(fai is rocking khaz modan server as of, Sat 2 May 2009, 23:27, closed)