I’ve had this conversation more than once. I’m chatting with a cashier half my age. A song circa 1967 is in the background.
Me: “Is that song familiar to you?”
Cashier: “Um, yeah.”
Me: “When I was your age, if I heard a fifty-year-old song, I might recognize it but it would be foreign, you know?”
Cashier: “Well, my parents played it.”
I guess my parents are weird: as far as I remember, the only records they had from between their birth and mine were South Pacific and My Fair Lady. When the Swing revival (Big Bad Voodoo Daddy &c) came along, Dad said “They’re playing my music again!” and up to that moment I’d had no idea.
(This is my first post in WordPress 5. I hope there’s a setting to restore the old-fashioned editor.)
Sadly, I don’t think the old-fashioned editor will be around in the long run.
It’s still there for now, in a menu in the top right corner of the editor page.
Today a deviation from the pattern. “Oh, no, my parents freaked out when I discovered the Beatles. ‘We had that phase, we don’t want to listen to the Beatles again.’”