I grew up in the late 60's/early 70's. When the 50's revival hit in the early 70's, I checked out, having heard that before and not liking it -- Orange County had KWIZ, all 50's/early-60's (as if there were any difference), so KRLA, AKA "Karla", was our beloved darling, playing modern rock (and one late night my first exposure to "Alice's Restaurant") as well as "The Credibility Gap", was referred to as "Radio Free Orange County". A friend turned me on to then-Walter (now Wendy) Carlos'
Switched-on Bach and it was all "classical" for the next three decades (actually, classical is just a few decades, Haydn to early Beethovan, out of what "classical" stations offer) and there I remained until Lindy circa 2004, whereupon I learned of swing music, 1930's to 1940's -- it don't mean a thing if it ain't got that swing!
I once heard a "classical" radio station announcer describe the processional march from
Ada that he was about to play as "when the end of the world comes, I can only hope that the music will be half this good!" And when I married my ex, this one piece from Hndel's
Water Music was running through my head. In the four centuries of music to pick from, there are far too many candidates to pick from.
And yet, as a guilty pleasure, there is one song. The words really fail it, ... and yet the chorus does not fail to send a chill down the spine:
Let's do the Time Warp again!
Of course, since it's on vinyl, it's been nearly four decades since I've heard the drum solo from
In a Gadda-la-Vida. Every year for a couple/few years, the Smothers Brothers would show a film that displayed images from the previous year set to that drum solo.