The Joy of Music

My son rang from Paris to tell me that my grandson , aged 7, recognised music being played on a CD as that of Mozart. Apparently he skates to the music of Mozart !!! This talent must be encouraged and nurtured. What a wealth of pleasure he has ahead of him.
As a child I listened to Caruso, Richard Tauber and Heddle Nash played, somewhat scratchily, on my mother's wind-up gramophone. That was when I fell in love with the tenor voice. This love has stayed with me even into old age despite various deviations into other kinds of music. I grew up with Bing. Sinatra and the Big Band era in the 40s. In the 50s I was probably singing nursery rhymes.
In the 60s my teenagers introduced me to Cliff Richard, the Beatles and Simon and Garfunkle. In return I introduced them to Gilbert and Sullivan. I seem to remember they also liked Handel and Bach so the music in our house was a pretty mixed bag.
These days I listen mainly to Italian opera. When there are only repeats or rubbish on the TV I seek refuge in my DVDs. My favourite being The Barber of Seville. Rossini's music is so clever. I have a DVD where the leading lady sings and acts the whole opera from a wheelchair. having broken a bone in her leg the night before on stage. I bet no one ever says to her "Break a leg".I also love "La Sonnambula" both operas featuring the talented Juan Diego Florez, the Peruvian tenor. Now we are back to where I started with my love of the tenor.