I believe I may have mentioned that my favourite social networking site is This is My Jam. The reason for this is simple, as far as I’m concerned, and it is this: I do not care whether you like my musical choices. There is no such thing as bad music.
I might question your taste in music, and there is certainly stuff that I wouldn’t buy, but, supposing I got stuck on a desert island with someone else’s choice of discs? You know what? I’d play them anyway, and I’d keep right on playing them until my wind-up gramophone had scoured every last groove out of those lovely vinyl records to the point where they were virtually transparent and totally unplayable... and then I’d put them back on the turntable and try very hard to play them some more.
At one time or another every type of music known to man has been played in one or other of the many houses that I have occupied during my lifetime. My mother and father played music, and so did my various brothers and sisters, and I don’t think any two of them had the same musical tastes. My mother was raised by a pair of professional musicians, and my father danced, so between them they had about a thousand years of music pretty well covered. My siblings were born in the fifties and sixties. I was a teenager in the seventies and a student in the eighties, and I was influenced by some pretty amazing people from all works of life and from all over the World.
Take a look at my page on This is My Jam, if you like, but don’t expect me to be consistent; today I chose the prelude to Bach’s Cello Suite No 1 in G Major, deciding on Rostropovich’s version, but only a week or two ago it was Lily the Pink by the Scaffold and last week’s list included Sparks and Westbeech.
If you can guess what tomorrow’s pick will be, there will be a prize, but I know that you can’t! Besides, it doesn’t matter, because the World is full of music, and it only takes a minute to set up a This is My Jam account and share your own musical choices; remember: you can’t possibly be wrong.