Details about all of this and nothing

Some songs fill me with so much emotion I, to this day, have a hard time understanding how other people could not feel the way I do when I hear them. "How can you not love this!?" I have a bunch of cool-parent-friends, freaks and club rats who didn't die, had kids, and raise them lovingly with a balance of guidance and freedom. Many of them love it when the kids enjoy wacky shit like skinny puppy, but I'm curious how that musical taste pans out over time. I loved my parents music, but it was hippie shit - sure Janice Joplin and the Beatles symbolized rebellion once, and I never stopped loving the Beatles, but I could argue there wasn't, or it was really really hard to get, alternative music in my parent's day. So, is it cool when a child likes alternative rebellious music from 50 years ago?

I note that my love of 80s music isn't from the 80s - in the 80s I was trying to be cool, and masculine (HOW DID THAT GO!?) so I rejected all the faggy shit that makes my heart flutter today. It wasn't until the 90s, mostly mid and late 90s, that I admitted I loved and found all the weird shit that I love today. People think it was my music, but it was old when I first heard it in most cases.

Bubbles bursting

2 posts this coffee-fueled morning: I may start using tags for the first time in ages.
Note to self - it's long past time I ran an LJ backup!

( Cut for coffee-fueled length )