Musical Notes
A Short history of my musical tastes, leading to an assessment of Jethro Tull's latest release, Rök Flöte
As we grow older, our aesthetics change. I like to think we mature to accept diverse styles and genres that we might have ignored or just weren’t aware of in our youth. I like to think this because I know evolved taste simply doesn’t always occur, which I find sad. One may still listen to Lynyrd Skynyrd, that’s perfectly fine, my point is that Lynyrd Skynyrd should not be all that one still listens to. Personally, when it comes to music, I strive to broaden my scope, thereby expanding the definition of what I would consider legitimate art. I believe it’s healthy and more fullfilling to augment our demesne.
Back in the 1970s when I was a teenager, I was an awful music snob. I started off, preteen, listening to all sorts of stuff, mostly popular fare, like The Beatles, John Lennon, James Taylor, CSNY, Alice Cooper and Black Sabbath to name a few. In short I was all over the map having cut my teeth earlier on albums like: Johnny Cash at San Quentin and Bill Cosby’s To Russell My Brother…
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