My taste in music was formed back in the 50's when writers knew there were more than three notes in a scale, thought you should understand the words (even if corny at times).
There was a station that carried a program called Dreamer's Serenade." It came on at 11:00 or 11:30 pm (can't remember that part!) and went to 1 in the morning. It played the slow romantic songs that were great for doing your homework by on school nights and even greater for making out in a car on Friday and Saturday nights. Julie London, Percy Faith, Chris Connor, June Christy, Les Paul and Mary Ford, Fraankie Laine, Jackie Gleason, Dinah Shore, Patti Page, and the ever great Frank Sinatra. AND guess what? The station had the nerve to sign off with Perry Como singing The Lord's Prayer.
I may have to suffer the assaults of modern times but I can always go back to a time that I will always chrish by connecting to Pandor's Box and having command performances by many of the great artists of the times.
I know the younger generation will gag on the music that I consider to be mine. But, when I hear these songs I am treated to all kinds of good memories that they bring forth.
I just can't imagine the romance in some 18 year old of today turning to his sweetheart in 50 years and while some monotone filthy word rap song plays in the background saying to her "Listen Honey, they're playing our song!!!!"