I don’t remember my parents playing much recorded music in the house, other than the radio sometimes, but they didn’t seem to be focused on music much. Occasionally my dad would saw out an old fiddle tune on a dilapidated violin he had, and my mom could blow a pretty mean harmonica. They bought a piano for my sis and me and sent us to lessons. Neither of us had much aptitude for it I guess, but I did play rhythm guitar and do lead vocals with local rock band for a couple years. We had an agent who booked us around the Southeast for a while. It was fun. Now I mostly listen to progressive jazz, but I don’t pretend to play anymore.

I love Ella Fitzgerald

My parents? Ugh! Both born in 1938. My mother liked Lawrence Welk and Hee Haw. My father believed recorded music was best used only to provide background mood, and he mostly expresses what musical impulse he has by singing traditional evangelical church hyms, a Capella and with no finesse nor concern for tone. In short, NO. No I don't enjoy listening to that today. Not in the least.

I love music, though. As almost an afterthought. My parents had accumulated a couple hundred Columbia Archives lp records of various artists. To this day, their copy of Van Cliburn's romantic era classical piano music remains a sentimental favorite for me, leading me to fall in love with Chopin, Debussy, Rachmanninov and Tchaikovsky and eventually take piano lessons. I also heard early Johnny Matthis, Judy Collins, Jody Miller, Tony Bennett and Barbra Streisand from those albums, which did start me on a path of appreciation for vocalists singing American Standards and big band songs, though I have since found many other favorite vocalists.

Rusty Warren (Listen at your own risk!)

Mom was country, Dad was polkas.

My mother's love of her life was a recorded tango singer. Coolest stepfather any kid could have you may say. Always with a cigarette in one hand and a drink in the other. All smile. And happened to be same first name of mine... Serendipity. His trademark... a natural birthmark white hair in the front... couldn't get any cooler than that in the 1950's. So maybe I got some of my charm watching him operate, always well dressed. So to me it was just not the music but the style. And my mom still has his 72 RPM vinyl recordings.

My brother was into trad jazz in the 50's I liked all our music then. Liked Alma Cogan The everly brothers roy orbison etc - when I got heavily into CND and world politics I was very eclectic in my musical taste and had an awful lot of protest songs - went on lots of Marches against all inhustices going - having children at nineteen meant I could get inot their music too.

My folks gifted me with an appreciation for music that will last a life time! Playing in the school bands honed it some, but Mom and Dad planted the seed.

Dad: born in 1941, spent his paper route money on 45s from the latter 1950s. He had all of the rock and roll originals on vinyl! Buddy Holly, Fats Domino, Bill Haley, Elvis... SO many! He totally turned me on to all of it!

Mom seemed to know most songs that Dad had. They shared a passion for 60s music when I was a kid. I remember LOTS of family singing in the car and in the living room at home. Possibly the most memorable were the Mamas and the Papas, Peter, Paul, and Mary, The Fifth Dimension, Simon and Garfunkel, Seals snd Crofts, Bread... here's a fave from then that never ceases to make me smile:

For some reason , my Dad bought me my very first LP when I Was 10. It was ' The Pastoral Symphony . I still enjoy the classics , old blue eyes and some modern stuff, I adore opera and belt if out singing along when I,m driving .

I am now 65 years old. My famiy is from Kentucky where my folks worked in radio and owned a record store. I grew up in Chicago and music was always playing and the great old variety always featured great musicians and singers. I was fortunate to have been exposed to every kind of music including country, blues, big band, classical and jazz. I loved Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Louis Armstrong, Jack Jones, Mel Torme, Steve & Edie Gorme, but my folks also loved Rock, Doo Wop, Soul, Broadway Musicals and Folk. I loved it all and my heros were all musicians and singers. As singer/songwriters exploded in the 60s they became a huge influence.

My first concert was The Beatles and the second was Frank Sinatra with Buddy Rich and his orchestra. The broad and eclectic variety of music heard in our home was a gift that continues to enrich my life as I now embrace the music of Walk Off The Earth, Ed Sheeran, Adele, Maroon 5, and Artic Monkeys. But I am still most moved by classic rock and the War Horses of Rock 'n; Roll like Zep, ELP, Pink Floyd, The Who, The Stones and CSN&Y.

My parents played country music all the time. Consequently, as a Gen X'er I like old rock and roll, 80's hair bands, and 90's alternative. The radio was always on at my babysitters house tuned to her son's station, It was late Vietnam war ear. I liked that music too. I go from the Doors on...Click on pic for funny.

My dad wasn't in my life all that much, but my mom liked to dance. So she listened to the Stones, Led Zeppelin, Grand Funk Railroad... By the time I was in junior high I had already taken over her record collection and started adding to it. Some of it she liked, some she didn't, but we did share a lot of musical tastes.

Yep all of them..listen to them now too.

My dad liked Eddie Arnold, Frank Sinatra,Tony Bennett, Johnny Mathis, and Glen Miller Band. Later on he liked The Doors and The Animals. My mom liked Judy Garland, Barbara Streisand, Diana Ross and the Supremes, The Temptations, Smokey Robinson, and Elvis. Later on she liked The Bee Gees, Credence Clearwater Revival, Three Dog Night, and Marvin Gaye.

My dad was mad for Billie Holiday and my ma for Jim Reeves. And I like both of those.

Glenn Miller!

I like what I like really but I guess I prefer a punchy beat and good lyrics. there was even one Justin Bieber song I liked and he is a complete twat who sings crap to loved-up schoolgirls.

Frank's Favorite for me... I can Foxtrot this song all night... I had been known to undress to this song too.

My dad died when I was a baby, so nothing from him.
My mom never listened to music, so nothing from her.

However, I grew up with several older brothers and sisters, in the 60s and 70s, and I have always been a rocker.

What's interesting about my mom and dad is that they used to go out dancing all the time. But I don't even know what kind of music they liked.

J.S.Bach ROCKS!

I come from a very musical family on my Mom's side of the family... Some of my earliest memories are of my Grandfather playing "The Irish Washwoman" on the fiddle...Or my Uncle palying "The Orange Blossom Special"...Mom could sing/yodel/play about any string or keyboard instrument there is....She went to S.Korea during the conflict with the USO to entertain the troops...My parents taste in music is a polar opposite of my tastes in music...They were into country/bluegrass more than anything else... They would all be in the yard having a family hoot-n-nanny, I would be holed up listening to The Doors on an AM transistor radio...Kinda felt like Steve Martin in "The Jerk", just didn't get it... I always thought that when you got to a certain age, you started liking country...but I still find myself more of a Pink Floyd/Black Sabbath/The Doors kinda person even at my age...However, my favorite new band is Blackberry Smoke...That's as close to country I can get...LOL..

Both my folks have passed away now but their musical tastes were very different from how mine have developed but, having said that, my dad liked military music and brass bands which I don't, but he did like Glenn Miller which I'll quite happily listen to. My mum liked people like Deanna Durbin, and some bloke I can't remember but she did like musicals and again I'll quite happily watch On The Town, Singin' In The Rain, Sound Of Music (The lonely goatherd being a masterpiece) etc.
When I became musically sentient I like UK 70s Glam Rock, this morphed into rock and I've been a metal head since then, with some other stuff chucked in

Some may be hurt for the lyrics.... so be it. I still like to make love to the song.