You call THAT music????
 

When I was a kid my mother loved music and passed it onto me as I have passed it onto my kids...omg and now grandson!

I was wondering what one if any, song/artist that your parents liked drove you crazy. I know all of them did but which one was the worst for you. :hair:

What song/artist did you drive them nuts with? :devilish:

Finally if you have kids....what did you ply them with and how did they get even with you? ;)

Mom serenaded me with Porter Waggoner. I almost lost my mind.

I used to send George Harrison her way with his sitar. She would take to her bed.

My kids detested my Frank Zappa stuff and I did not care much for anything Motely Crue tried to sing...

Mom bombarded me with "The Sound Of Music" soundtrack. It was not one of the few of my favorite things. :)

Mom tortured me with ABBA :p and I drive my kids nuts with Drowning Pool or Linkin Park...screaming and banging my head, just to accentuate my musical maddddddddddddddness.

WOW! I might be a rarity BIBI...but I loved my mom's music! Nat King Cole, Wayne Newton, Frank Sinatra, Tommy Dorsey, anything she took a notion to listen to that particular day...omg...I could go on and on! She had story after story of her memories of fave musicians...and I listened with total interest!

Flip the coin...I had mom doing paradiddles to Van Halen's "Running With the Devil" and always thought she would have loved AC/DC and GnR! I mighta drove her nuts with Janis Joplin's version of "Me and Bobby McGee" or David Bowie's "The Man Who Sold the World"...but she'd never stiffle me...and I loved her for that!

Though...she hated when my brother played Joe Cocker's "A Little Help From My Friends" (or whatever the title). Tommy would immitate Joe...and mom swore he was posessed by the devil...roflmfao! Oh, the memories!

My mom always sang this song that went lke this....."oh,Johnny,Oh,Johnny how you can love. I don't know who sang it and being about 5 yrs old i really didn't know what the fuck she was saying(I DO NOW!) I later got my revenge by blasting "Cat Scratch Fever" so loud she would have to beat on the ceiling in the kitchen to get me to turn it down. I mellowed and tried to raise my two boys with some early Zeppelin,Black Crowes,Stevie Ray and even some Rush.They responded by torturing me to no end.......My 17 yr old listens to music that Satan plays in his waiting room and my 20 yr old listens to (and writes) gangsta rap....TAKE ME NOW....PLEASE GOD!!!

:grin: ROFLMAO :grin:

My mother did the same thing. It wasn’t something she did often in my whole life, but when she got on something, she was like a bull dog. She must have seen the movie 6 times. (In the days when you could ONLY see it at the theater) She bought the LP record. (for the younger members: they were round, flat, black things with groves on both sides ;) ) She drove me and my 6 brothers and sisters :hair: with it!

Hmmm....loved most of my mom's music.

But my stepfather had a fetish for Elvis....and I simply don't see a damn thing talented about the man. :hair:

Hmm...other than the divided opinion about country music, my mama & I were usually ok with each other tastes...she also liked Big Band music, & I prob learned to like Glenn Miller thru her...she didn't care much for my Black Sabbath albums, but she totally surprised me by getting into Led Zep "Communication Breakdown" :yikes: She also commandered my CCR albums for her own listening...

My mum was a piano player, and I was brought up on pieces from Chopin, Tchaikovski and such.

All good radio stuff of the 50's and anything else she could lay her hands on.

She taught me to love all kinds of music. I still do.

My parents were fans of that old country and western stuff that I just couldn't understand as a child growing up in the 80s. I can't even name the names of the 33's and 8 tracks they played anymore but it definitely turned me off. I was even resistent when the "new" country started to become popular just because it was still country.

I am the same way Lixy! I remember my parents playing Dorsey on the record player and dancing in the living room while us kids watched...dad couldn't dance worth a darn - but when they looked in each other's eyes who cared!? It was always a special treat when they would do that, 'cause dad would come and get one of us and let us stand on his feet and he would dance with us.. :D

Mom would rock with us too... I remember her getting into Tears for Fear, Joan Jett, Aerosmith, Van Halen.. lol - Dad, well - he would tell us to turn that damn noise down.. lol

ROFLMFAO! Too funny tgisober! BTW...have I said Welcum to Pixies? Well, I'm doing it now! So glad to see a new face and I hope to see you round the boards! TY for the smiles!

Can't remember any particular one, but my mom taught me to listen to the words, listen to the story behind it......and I do that now.