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Old 04-09-2006, 06:27 PM   #1 (permalink)
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I did a search, and couldn't come up with anything that matched this topic. (maybe I just didn't use the right keywords, I don't know)

I was just curious if people would like to share the music they listen to that they heard growing up, coming from their parent's stereo.

What music do you enjoy because your parents enjoyed it?

For me, I know more Motown than any middle class, middle aged, white suburbanite should, because that is what my Mom loved.

I also own some John Denver, another favorite of my Mom.

Anyone else?
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Old 04-09-2006, 06:30 PM   #2 (permalink)
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My parents were big on like all 80s new wave and some 80s pop. Sooo, I like Blondie, Wham!, Madonna, Cure and other such things quite a bit.
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Old 04-09-2006, 06:30 PM   #3 (permalink)
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my parents didn't/don't listen to music, my sister is however 12 years older and yes, she definetly scarred me for life with martika, jason donovan and kyle minogue and other 80's horror music....she did have some joe cocker (sp?)...that was rather good....
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Old 04-09-2006, 07:36 PM   #4 (permalink)
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Smashing Pumpkins, REM, Marcy Playground, Pearl Jam, Green Day, The Offspring, Stone Temple Pilots... my dad basically introduced me to all 90's alternative music. Not that I wouldn't have heard it on my own, but listening to my dad play Mellon Collie in the car 24/7 for a few weeks definetely helped out my budding musical tastes.

It took me a while to realize that most of the stuff I used to think of as my "dad's music" was actually better than the crap I started listening to... like Papa Roach...
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Old 04-09-2006, 07:58 PM   #5 (permalink)
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My parents listen to a ****load of Beatles, and some scraps of other good stuff. Some Eagles, although I'm only a semi-fan of them.
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Old 04-09-2006, 08:22 PM   #6 (permalink)
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^ same with the beatles, and led zeppelin......the kinks, and of course pink floyd
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Old 04-09-2006, 08:25 PM   #7 (permalink)
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Yeah, for most bands all my parents were able to do was reccomend them to me once I started listening to classic rock, since they had only had the records (most of which were lost/sold/etc.), and not CD's.
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^ hah i own you i got a record player biznatch...sorry couldnt help it
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Old 04-09-2006, 08:39 PM   #9 (permalink)
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Having a record player wasn't the problem, they only have a few of their records left in the first place...although I have now found myself a record player and a sizeable amount of records, anyway.
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Old 04-09-2006, 08:48 PM   #10 (permalink)
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^ ERRRRR DIE..... jk jk anyways i have like 100 records
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