Ain’t nothing but a Hound

Blogging all the time! (this is a reply to the daily prompt of march 30th)

What sort of music was played in your house when you were growing up? What effect, (if any) did it have on your musical tastes?

I actually think about this a lot. My dad was a musician in his teens and twenties, and the band was an up-and-coming national band. My mom was into the music scene as a listener, starting with bands like the Beatles. In a sense, they were into the “pop culture” of their generation. In the same way, I was into the pop scene when I was a kid. I was really into the boy bands of the late 90’s and early 2000’s. Growing up with my parents, I listened to so much classic rock from the 50’s-80’s because they would listen to it a lot. I still remember my dad teaching me rhythm and timing. This really introduced me to the rock scene. In my teens I learned guitar and piano, and played in bands of all genres. Classic rock is still one of my favorite genres. I am thankful that they were SO into music because I truly live for it. Now I have a massive collection of vinyl to listen to 🙂
This goes into the discussion of how close we grow up to be like our parents. I find I enjoy many of the same things that my dad did when he was my age. I even see similarities to past generations of my family, and it opened a question in my mind: Could our experiences be transferred through genes, or are we simply mimicking our family to “adapt and survive”?
Reply down below your favorite memories of being introduced to music.

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