My parents had some Hawaiain music, Harry Hibbs and Dick Nolan. (That last two being Newfoundland performers.) The real musical influence on my childhood were my older siblings. Which is why I remember the day Pink Floyd's The Wall came out know most of the words to the songs on the Saturday Night Fever soundtrack, and have a deep abiding hatred of the Beach Boys and Fleetwood Mac.
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
The real musical influence on my childhood were my older siblings.
Me two. Well, my one older brother. He's how I got into Pink Floyd (I remember when The Wall came out too), The Cars, The Police, Devo... well, those are the main ones....
In our household it was Simon and Garfunkel, the Beatles, and James Taylor (who I adored at 3 and called James Tail). A little bit of Kingston Trio and the Mamas and Papas, too. I think they had at least one PP&M cd, but I don't remember clearly.
Huh. My iPod just shuffled me "This Must Be the Place (Naive Meoldoy)" by the Talking Heads. This was the favorite song of my best fried - his birthday would have been today.
a cassette of Simon and Garfunkle's Concert in Central Park.
I was at that concert! That's me clapping at the end of the songs.
At home Dad played mostly Dave Brubeck and Stan Getz. In the car Mom played mostly Abba, John Denver and Barry Manilow. Dad played The Beach Boys. My siblings introduced me to everything else and eventually we were able to convince my parents that Creedence and Skynyrd were also good car tunes.
I was raised on Motown and Southern rock.
My parents listened mostly to country, though my mother would listen to the local AM soft rock radio station quite a bit. But Hank Williams and Johnny Cash were the regular diet around our house.
Old Timey, American and Irish folk music. And classical. Loads of Willie Nelson, the Outlaws, Linda Rondstadt, too. That's what my folks listened to when we were growing up. I have their whole record collection and it's kind of awesome.
My two sisters in the room next to mine would play Billy Joel's The Stranger, Queen's News of the World, and Supertramp's Breakfast in America over and over and over again. I don't think they had any other albums.
No wait, they had Led Zeppelin IV, but the only track they would play was "Stairway to Heaven". Repeatedly.