Though it's only been sixteen months since his initiation, I'm pleased to report my grandson's musical instincts are nearly flawless. Because my daughter and son-in-law are doing a reasonably good job with the music they curate for the little man's enjoyment, I'll begrudgingly take just 99% of the credit for his impeccable taste.
So far, his jazz chops are rudimentary but that will dramatically improve as soon as I can persuade my daughter to have my Spotify playlist - fifty-three ever-expanding hours - playing during his every waking hour. On the other hand, his latest "find" from that unimprovable playlist - Those Shoes - is a clear sign that his ear for expertly crafted popular music cannot be questioned. If that mesmerizing lesser-played Eagles song from The Long Run is not on any playlist of yours, my condolences.
Despite his unimpeachable musical tendencies - thanks to the extraordinary tutelage his grandfather is providing - much remains to be done. First, more concert music needs to be added to his diet. Second, that playlist must continually reflect the best that contemporary popular music has to offer. Allowing my inner fuddy-duddy or any conservative and/or stodgy musical propensities to interfere with the little man's education is unacceptable. That's where you can help. If you have ideas, please share them with me. I will listen to whatever you suggest without judgment or comment. If a song you turn me onto ends up on that playlist? Thank you in advance on my grandson's behalf. And I'll ask him to give you a shoutout on his fifth birthday at his Carnegie Hall debut.
Reflections from the Bell Curve: Initiation to the Miracle of Music
Well, heck, my I suggest as a companion piece to Those Shoes, M. Walsh's Rocky Mountain Way? You cannot go wrong with another funky vocoder thing IMHO : -}.
ReplyDeleteAnonymous; Thanks for the comment. So happens, "Rocky Mountain Way" is already on that playlist. Got any contemporary suggestions? Both that Joe Walsh tune and "Those Shoes" have a distinctive whiff of old fart, something that needs mitigation on my perfect playlist, the indisputable greatness of both those songs aside.
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