When I became a grandmother, I promised myself that I would stay “with it,” meaning that I would keep up with kid trends from pre-school on. I imagined my grandchildren asking for my advice even after my hair turned white and my steps faltered.
I have failed.
I did listen to popular music in the fifties (Remember How Much Is That Doggie in the Window?) And maybe into the sixties. But Peter and I are unabashed lovers of classical music. and popular music is alien to my ears. I do recognize the names of Taylor Swift, Kanye West, Adele and a few others. But when I saw a list of seven “Spin-Fresh Pop Songs” the other day, I did not recognize a single artist.
I miss you Harry Belafonte.