Music rhymes and lyrics have brought me to nostalgic past. Songs like Always Somewhere by Scorpions and El DeBarge’s Starlight Express were my old-time favorites. I was in grade school when these songs hit the airwaves. We goofed around a One- Speaker Sony Cassette Player owned by a hippie neighbor. Then and there, we endlessly listened to recordings from vinyl cassette tapes, played from Side A to Side B.
Anybody who owns a portable cassette player with AM/FM Radio during those days was considered "in". Those hit songs like Hotel California of Eagles, and House of the Rising Sun by Animals, all these had dominated the airwaves played from few FM stations during those times.
The only drawback those songs were permanently identified was its non- conformity to the standard of the music industry’s avant-garde then. The negative image constantly attached to those hyper-active punk rock artists. And those metallic songs were brazenly unacceptable to many of our conservative adults. Because our guardians have loved their Beatles, their Abba and their Bee Gees, our particular choice of music then was a perpetual suspect to them as the bad influence towards us young people then.
Our parents were reluctant to give us their approval of the music we had chosen. They were contemptuous to our seemingly irrational patronage of weird music artists like Duran Duran, Pink Floyd and Spandau Ballet. Adults had criticized us over our blind loyalty to our chosen music icons, we even copied those weird hairstyles of Spandau Ballet and we had defended our icons from conservative critics’ tireless name calling.
Today, we are now becoming parents to growing kids. Our choice of music is no longer appealing to our millennial kids. We need to co-exist with them and show some level of tolerance to the kind of music they love to play. Defining their own arts and music could be more important than making them dumb robots.