Music is a big part of our lives here at Mommy Matters Central. Both Bubblehead and I are musically inclined, and have played instruments from a tender age. (The two of us to this day argue over which of Greig's pieces is the best. - Don't mention Humoresque is all I have to say.)
We have fostered a love for music in our children without even really trying. I always get a smile when I turn on some music in the evening to accompany our clean-up and see them dancing around the kitchen, whether it's music they know and love, or something they've never heard before.
Bubblehead actually introduced me to much of the music I love today. Some of my all-time favorites (Depeche Mode, The Cure, They Might Be Giants) are all bands he introduced me to.
Somewhere along the way, however, our musical interests diverged. (Against my will, mind you. I think I can pin it down to right around March of 2001). I stopped listening to the radio and started listening to lullabies. I rejected a whole series of songs that I refer to as "penis songs" (bring it on Google!) and instead somehow The Wiggles got into my repertoire. I am now enjoying classical music again with The Little Einsteins while he is listening to Dropkick Murphys. I walk around the house singing "You are my friend, good good friend, on you I can depend....", while he is singing "Start wearing purple, wearing purple, wearing purple..."
So I'm not up on the latests bands or music anymore. My brother use to tease me that I knew all the words to every song on the radio, whether I liked the song or not. Now the best I can do is every song on my ipod. I have found these things come full circle. It was a great thrill for me when They Might Be Giants started making children's CDs. I can't even tell you my excitement when I found a version of "Mah Na Mah Na" by Cake. I'll just wait patiently for The Killers to contribute to that Doodlebops tribute album.
