I blame my generation for instilling a love of music in me. How could anyone who grew up in the 60s and 70s not be influenced by Hendrix or the Who or the Rolling Stones? I've never been one for soul or pop but do like rock and blues. Not heavy rock these days, although I don't mind a bit of Led Zep occasionally, but good, decent music with real instuments, not something over-mixed in the studio. I listen to my music nearly every day. Problem is my friends. They no like.
"Could you turn it down, it's giving me a headache." It wasn't loud, honest.
"Is this your choice of music?" asked another friend incredulously.
And the last time I saw a certain man friend "Oh, you and your teenage music!"
What's wrong with the Editors, Fleet Foxes or Elbow? Quite a lot according to my friends, so I listen in private, holding on to my guilty secret.
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