I've always been thankful that my parents introduced me to Rock 'n' Roll music. Not that I didn't have my own mind and I wasn't able to make choices for myself. It was just good to have been guided towards the Rock rather than the Country.
I HATE Country music.
I grew up with The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, Tom Petty, Joe Jackson, Fleetwood Mac, Foreigner, Van Halen, AC/DC, Ozzy Osbourne, Def Leppard, Dio, Dokken, Rush, Motley Crue, Iron Maiden, Judas Priest, Scorpions, W.A.S.P., Whitesnake, Fastway, Rainbow, and on and on and on. I prefer a loud, distorted guitar to a wussy fiddle.
As a parent, it's always a lot more fun if your children share similar interests and musical styles. The majority of the artists I mentioned above, I attended their concerts with one or both of my parents. This past weekend, the 11-year-old girl in the house alerted us to the fact that Taylor Swift is her favorite artist. It was the saddest moment of the weekend. BUT! I'm not giving up on her and the Rock, but she clearly is a pop music/country music fan.
Thankfully, there are also two boys in the house, 5 and 9, whom I still hold out hope for. Which brings me to the warmth in my heart today. As I was moving about the house, I heard 5-year-old Sabas singing "My mind is untreatable. I'm gonna be number one!" The lines were not complete and not exactly totally accurate, but it doesn't matter. The fact is he was singing the new Megadeth song "Public Enemy No. 1."
THAT warms my heart. (Of course, last week he was singing Taio Cruz so... I still have work to do.)