Fessin' Up

I have to tell you all...I have music ADD. I love all sorts of music, but can't seem to listen to all of one cd all at once. I've gotten so bad that I can't even listen to one genre of music consecutively. The IPod has aided my problem, my daughter and I even bought an adapter so we can listen to our Ipods over the car radio.
She asked if she could use it in the house.
"naw, we'll waste the batteries."
Two days later I had it in the house.
"MOTHER!!!!"
"I couldn't help it! I love hearing Bing Crosby one minute and Audio Adrenaline the next!"

So where did this all start? Had to be my parents. They weren't by any means "radical" music listeners, but they each liked a good variety of music. I never objected to their musical tastes either. My dad restored old cars and every summer we would go to dozens of car shows. There were always sock hops. (this was in the 80's, so it wasn't my norm) But I loved them; my mom would try (to no avail) to teach me to dance. I had my father's two left feet! Even today I love the music I learned at those dances. My mom liked the 50's bebop, and she just LOVED Elvis. Dad liked the Beach Boys; you haven't heard nothin' till you've heard him belt out "Fun, Fun, Fun" To this day when I get the winter blahs I turn on the Beach Boys, Jan and Dean and Dick Del and the Deltones for some beach music.
I like sappy 70's music because it just reminds me of riding around in the car with my parents. I could go on and on...classical, jazz, christian...but now it' time to really come clean.
About the time I was 14, The Monkees got back together. My girlfriend down the road and I were mesmerized. I don't know what it was, but we were hooked. Every day at 5:00 we had to watch the double episode on our local UHF channel. Then MTV and VH-1 picked up on the craze and we could see them all the time. I was shallow, I loved Davy; Mary was a little more artsy and loved Mike, whom she affectionately called "Wool Hat". We joined fan clubs, had pen pals, and bought all the teen magazines that featured the Monkees. Most of their young pictures were featured by the way, and mom kept warning me that "They are OUR age, dear!!" That didn't stop us, we even went to 3 concerts!
We weren't cool in school anyway, so this only served to prove people right that we were just weird!! I mean really, I liked Nascar, I was WAY out there!!
I eventually put the Monkees away. Moved on to the more sophisticated Beatles, went through the 80's junk, then did a stint with Sesame Street and Barney. But the Monkees are back on my play list. I just like them. Mary was right, Mike did sing the best songs!(But Davy was Cute!)



I just wanted to add a little disclaimer here: I said I went through 80's junk. I did not mean to imply all music produced in the 1980's was junk, I meant that what I listened to in the late 80's as a teenager I now consider junk!!