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Unattainable Ideal
I love it all. Seriously, in any genre you care to name there's probably a few acts that I love -- though I may not know their names. Only agenda-type "genres" don't interest me -- I don't consider, for example, "Christian Rock" to be a genre. It's just rock.
Country? Gimme Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline and I'm all good.
Rap? Whoah, Public Enemy and the Beastie Boys
Heavy Metal? Yeah, I'm in there from Zeppelin to Priest to Metallica
Swing? I'm all over Glen Miller, Duke, all that.
Classical? CBC Radio sure has some great performances on the air.
Pop? The J. Geils Band will NEVER die. And J-Pop (PuffyAmiYumi, Dreams Come True) is awesomely perfect in its bubblegum confectionery I just can't resist.
Show Tunes? Yes, I can recite pretty much every lyric from every Julie Andrews movie (including My Fair Lady, which I always think of as a Julie Andrews vehicle cause I grew up with the London stage production's recording).
Jazz? Davis, Armstrong, Fitzgerald -- these are the gods among us.
Dance? Play that funky music, white boy -- gimme Parliament, gimme house, gimme jungle, gimme some massive power chords so I can bang my head (I'm looking at YOU, Ian Astbury).
I don't know. I like every last little bit of it. If it's good. The only kind of music I don't like is bad music. And there's no shortage of that, for surely.
Country? Gimme Johnny Cash and Patsy Cline and I'm all good.
Rap? Whoah, Public Enemy and the Beastie Boys
Heavy Metal? Yeah, I'm in there from Zeppelin to Priest to Metallica
Swing? I'm all over Glen Miller, Duke, all that.
Classical? CBC Radio sure has some great performances on the air.
Pop? The J. Geils Band will NEVER die. And J-Pop (PuffyAmiYumi, Dreams Come True) is awesomely perfect in its bubblegum confectionery I just can't resist.
Show Tunes? Yes, I can recite pretty much every lyric from every Julie Andrews movie (including My Fair Lady, which I always think of as a Julie Andrews vehicle cause I grew up with the London stage production's recording).
Jazz? Davis, Armstrong, Fitzgerald -- these are the gods among us.
Dance? Play that funky music, white boy -- gimme Parliament, gimme house, gimme jungle, gimme some massive power chords so I can bang my head (I'm looking at YOU, Ian Astbury).
I don't know. I like every last little bit of it. If it's good. The only kind of music I don't like is bad music. And there's no shortage of that, for surely.