my ex has poor taste in music.......top forty type nonsense. So I made a cd of some trip hop, some songs I wrote, and a set I spun at club Sanctuary in pittsburgh (if your ever in pittsburgh and love to dance, that is a cool club. It was an abandoned church and its located in the strip district) to put in with my sons christmas presents. Also I am glad my dad is teaching my son about the blues...lots of clapton, stevie ray vaughn and doubletrouble, muddy waters, freddie king...you know the classics.
My dad also made me develop a taste for frank zappa. I think he knew I was tripping one night in highschool and we sat down and listened to the whole story of "billy the mountain" you don't fuck with billy, you don't fuck with ethel
Do you like little feat? The album waiting for columbus changed my outlook on life a bit. I also appreciated the The Jam post. Made me go back and listen to "down in the tubestation at midnight", and "town called malice"