Amishrobot

reminds me of when i was singing ‘why can’t we be friends’ and johnny (abt 3) looked at me and said ‘we are friends daddy.”

john

please say it was the war original and not the smashmouth version.

One of my proudest moments of my life is when I was driving this summer and my daughter Nova (3 years old) was in the backseat singing “I’m a wheeel, I’m a wheel.”

Man! Are my kids the only ones that get into the “Sound of Music” soundtrack?

I have a question to which I am afraid I know the answer. Still, I would like some feedback. Here it is — Is making your kids listen to cool music from the earliest age akin to what those deranged sports dads do? I mean, I don’t want to live through my kids, but it would break my heart if one of them ever brought home a Linkin Park CD. Where is the balance?

That is a good question. I think the real answer is to make your kid listen to Linken Park now so that when he is choosing his own music he will rebel against you and listen to great music.

Too true Josh. To this day I cannot hear anything by The New Christy Minstrals or Perry Como without wanting to stick a hot poker in my eye.

The same can be said for the music of older siblings. I heard nothing but the Eagles, Billy Joel, ELO, The Carpenters, and Styx from my sisters, hence my more refined taste.

However, be careful who you expose to good music. My younger siblings have turned away from my taste and have clung to either Alan Jackson or Boys to Men (gulp) WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!!

rest easy rob - it was certainly not smashmouth - and in fact that’s about the only words to the song i know.

By virtue of the small confines of our house and the size of our family, we grew up “forced” to listen to whatever music our parents or older siblings were listening to. Yet somehow, almost unanimously, all eight siblings still like that music today. Naturally we’ve branched out into different musical genres as we’ve ventured out on our own and into different relationships, but I’ve noticed we all still have tendencies toward the same musical taste. And when we find something we like, we want to share it with each other. But I have to wonder what would have happened had the older siblings been listening to Perry Como or the Carpenters. Maybe the key is just to make sure it’s good music in the first place.

But, back to your entry… I hope flirtation is always so simple for Reese. I can’t wait to see him in his dating years.

It seems like even though we hate the music our parents listen to, that music some how holds a memory that we would not have had had they not listened to that music. My dad loves Beach Boys music, they aren’t really one of my favorites. But, everytime I hear a Beach Boys song, I think of my Dad. So those songs can still be great even if the song sucks. (I don’t think the Beach Boys suck however)

I guess the point is it is better to be remembered for singing good music and not crappy music like so many of our family members have in the past.

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