I flew back from Salt Lake City on Saturday, and I spent the trip to Minneapolis seated next to a three year old boy. I was a little worried that it would be a noisy and fractious trip back, but I was very wrong.
After getting seated and belted in, my small travelling companion asked his dad, “I would like to hear Mussorgsky, please”. Dad found Pictures at an Exhibition on the airplane audio player, and the boy affixed his headphones, sat back, and listened. After a bit of that, he said “Now I would like to hear Tchaikovsky”. That recording was on a personal audio player, and he happily listened to that for a while. He then watched about 90 minutes of Puppy Pals, a cartoon involving two pugs who have lovely adventures. The boy wasn’t wiggly at all.
I wasn’t too surprised about this, as I saw that the dad was reading Thucydides The History of the Peloponnesian War. The child got a little impatient as we were getting ready to land in Minneapolis, but he handled it well as he and his dad played tic tac toe until we were at the gate. Oh, that all children were so well managed and well behaved.
When did music become important to you? What music do you remember from your childhood? How have your musical tastes changed over the years?