my parents are responsible for me liking
fleetwood mac, supertramp, paul simon, dire straits...

it filters in, like osmosis!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:00, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

My father
introduced me to some excellent music - none of this middle-class WOMAD pseudo-ethnic dinner party toss.

'Oh wow, put Graceland on, I just love the African rhythms - you must try this not-actually-very-good New World wine. House prices, school catchment areas ...'
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:03, Reply)

Mine introduced me to The New Seekers
So fuck you for liking what your Dad put on. Mine listened to shit.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:05, Reply)

I had
50's rock'n'roll and doo wop, 60s garage rock, some psychedelia, reggae...

To my eternal shame over a period of a couple of years I nicked hundreds of records off my dad and sold them for pot. It all came back on me though, and a few years ago he gave me his record collection and all the good ones were 'missing'.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:09, Reply)

I'm I right in thinking that your Dad was in the church? He must have been the coolest vicar/priest/wharever IN THE WORLD
Generally my Dad didn't like music.
(Cave Duck, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:15, Reply)

He was/is

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:22, Reply)

I always thought you were the only one who could ever reach me

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:29, Reply)

That will be your seventh level of hell.
An unending middle class dinner party with couples talking shit.
( Bartleby A dead man on vacation, Thu 11 Nov 2010, 10:09, Reply)