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I'm surprised by this.
the ring of the nibelung, as i launch the wretched soul from a cliff-face of the outer hebrides
may your soul be freed by the shattering of your skull. this sick planet did nothing to deserve a melody as beautiful as yours
Every great song by the Beach Boys. All the underground hits. All the Modern Lovers tracks. Every Niagra record on German import. Every seminal Detroit Techno hit - 1985, '86, '87. A CD compilation of every good '60s cut and Another box set from the '70s.
i don't think my kids will care about albums.
beatles greatest hits etc.
Are more relevant than me and my son
that was the first album I can remember hearing when I was 5, when it came out. Probably set me up for a permanent sense of alienation from a very young age but it was worth it, to able to appreciate such towering beauty in music.
Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is
Making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
When you MESSSSSSSSSS with USSSSSSSSSSS
but didn't know they were the words. I thought it was something like "He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a daydream let i-yaa"
never really thought about it I suppose.
He doesn't like music.
so noone will ever be able to accuse him of not having heard of Sting
people who do this consciously/think about this are weird are probably shouldn't be having kids
when she was about 2. She dug it.
my nephew started dancing when he wandered into my room as i was listening to Hex Enduction Hour. caught him dancing to a song from a Mickey Mouse dvd the next day though, it cut deep.
as it is hard to avoid music or whole albums from the day they are born - in the background or in the car for example. Sitting a kid down and making them listen to a whole record that they "should" like is a recipe for making them fucking hate it, and music entirely. They need to find their own way I reckon, then offer suggestions that fit in along whatever lines they have gone down. Chucking out their dubstep CDs and sticking on a Led Zeppelin record isn't going to work.
if you want to brainwash people into liking the same music as you. Eventually your victim will surrender to good taste.
For kids I'd recommend
Radiohead - The Bends
Led Zeppelin - Mothership
Those injections worked on me anyway.
'my child has just been born, let this album be the first unobfusticated sound that blesses their tiny ears'
'sweet child of mine, you are now old enough to appreciate my taste in music, which I ceremoniously force on you now. There will be questions'
In either case, whatthefuckever. I don't expect any of my extremely hypothetical children to take even the most passing of fancies to my music, or any other interest. Children don't do what you want them to. I like that about them. Or maybe that's cats, I can never remember.
Cats don't seem to give a shit what I play either.
i like it when brandon stosuy tweets about how much his small children love deafheaven / the misfits
this is like one of my fav bits of music writing http://pitchfork.com/thepitch/807-musical-memories-of-dads-and-fatherhood/
Brandon Stosuy: I have this thing with Deafheaven and their song "Dream House". When my mother was dying of cancer, I would listen to their early music on repeat. It was cathartic; I'd think about her and cry and somehow feel a little better. I remember seeing Deafheaven play at Saint Vitus sometime after she was gone, and I stood in the back, kind of in the shadows, and just sort of fell apart.
But the reason "Dream House" in particular reminds me of being a father is because one day my son Henry, who was maybe almost three at the time, asked me to play "super hero music really loud." It took me awhile to figure out what he meant, but eventually realized he was talking about Sunbather, especially "Dream House", and so I'd play it, and he'd make these exaggerated super hero moves, a totally serious look on his face, and I'd laugh.
He legitimately loved it, to the point that I snuck him into one of their soundchecks so he could watch them perform it. He stood in the middle of the room by himself in awe. We walked home from the venue, me carrying him on my shoulders, and he talked about how loud it was, how he couldn't imagine anything louder (he was wearing massive headphones to protect his ears, but he said he could "feel" how loud it was). He was glad to see that they really were super heroes, he told me.
Henry was born five weeks after my mother died, and so I had this quick transition from mourning son to doting father, and each year when we come close to the anniversary of my mother's death, we're also approaching Henry's birthday. The way he reacted to and loved that song turned it from something sad, to maybe the happiest song I know.
These days he's joined by his little brother, Jake, the two of them tackling each other, giggling hysterically. These simple moments are my favorite, and we have a lot of them with music, whether it's Jake singing along in his toddler voice to Pitbull's "Time of our Lives" in the back of the car, Henry at Carnegie Hall excitedly asking me how Björk's voice can so completely fill a room, both of them changing songs like "All About That Bass" to songs like "All About That Poop", or the two of them having extended dance sessions, where they'll channel surf between Bollywood, grindcore, pop radio, Pavement's "Cut Your Hair", Swans, and Van Halen.
It's all amazing, but watching them dance to "Dream House" is something especially affecting to me, and something I know I'll never forget, even after they're grown and my ears are totally shot: These little boys, who I love, dancing as fast and dramatically as they can in Superman capes, now and then looking up at me and laughing.
obviously this thread is a bit weird and probably trolling u guise, but there's nothing wrong with playing cool music to kids.
I've always played music around the house and in the car and my son has rarely expressed an interest. He liked Bloc Party's 'Helicopter' when he was a toddler, and once said "this is a clever song" when 'Atlas' by Battles came on in the car when he was 6.
When he first expressed that he had a favourite band about 4 years ago and it was Daft Punk I thought "my work is done" but then he explained that his IT teacher had played the class one of their videos in an animation lesson. Fuck off dad, pretty much.
He's now 13 and reckons he's into IDM but it's just crappy game and youtube related nonsense, still I'm not going to diss it to his face. I bought a boombox over the summer and played Stakker Humanoid to demonstrate it. I could tell he thought it was amazing but he didn't say so. Soon he'll be old enough to know that I was right all along and my pristine cd collection will get fubar. Looking forward to it.
whilst he was in the womb
But I'd never deliberately play any of it for my daughters. Why would I think they'd be interested in music a 34-year-old bloke likes? It won't do them any favours at school discos.