"That music you think classic was the unimaginative racket made by untalented, lazy people etc. your parents struggled with."
I recall my parents bringing home a newly-released, early Beatles record
and after lowering the needle, declared that the record must be defective!
Needless to say, there was nothing wrong with the record. They simply weren't able to conect with the music.
I had a similar experience in a workplace where most of my co-workers were considerable younger. They'd praise bands like Primus and Sonic Youth. I was mostly listening to Jazz at the time, which included some fairly outside stuff, but still, I couldn't hang with what they enjoyed.
I recall my parents bringing home a newly-released, early Beatles record
and after lowering the needle, declared that the record must be defective!
Needless to say, there was nothing wrong with the record. They simply weren't able to conect with the music.
I had a similar experience in a workplace where most of my co-workers were considerable younger. They'd praise bands like Primus and Sonic Youth. I was mostly listening to Jazz at the time, which included some fairly outside stuff, but still, I couldn't hang with what they enjoyed.