I've mentioned the Netflix documentary, "Alive Inside" on this blog. I told Rachel about it, and she and Kevin watched it. As we discussed it later, she said, "But Mom, how would I find the kind of music you like?"
She has a valid point. I don't know anybody who enjoys the same kinds of music, mostly folk, that I do... at least not as a steady diet. I told her that if she couldn't find anything else, just play the old Church songs, and she said, "Oh yeah, I can do that!"
This morning I realized something: I have a CD-storage album that contains MY kind of music exclusively. All Rachel needs to do is hunt this album up, and she'll have her solution. I never get these CDs out, because I listen to everything on Prime Music these days, or Pandora. But these are my heart.
Church of Christ music with no instruments
My Native American music, including one by Floyd Westerman
Loudon Wainwright III
And there's, of course, Ramblin' Jack Elliot, Pete Seeger, and others. With this thought in mind, I realized I was leaving out a huge genre that most people don't know I like: Music from the 1940's, the slower, dreamier ones. So I just now ordered a CD set of songs that were popular around the time of my birth: "I'll Be Seeing You" and others like it.
My daughter said she would have to let me listen with headphones, because she has no desire to listen to my music. That's fine, my hearing is going little by little anyhow, so I will probably hear better with headphones.
Once in a blue moon they can throw in a little AC/DC and Bob Seeger, too.
Take that, dementia!