Jakita, Stevie, Billie, Delta & Pat & All that

Jakita is in the throngs of 'music appreciation'.  She's always loved music but these days she has access to much popular culture stuff & I have to say - I'm struggling with it.  She turns on 90.9 FM whenever she can.  She knows all the words to songs I've never heard before in my life.  It does crack me up though, when Coldplay's "Paradise" comes on she says... "Whenever I hear this song I feel famous"... "& then Sad, because I'm not famous"?!  That's because it's the backtrack to a family video featuring her & the kids.  What is it with this generation of wanting to be 'famous' for doing nothing? Anyway, I feel I need to do something.  I have theories.  Millions of them. Okay, maybe hundreds. Well, I have a few theories, all unproven - but that makes it all the more scientific.  Falsafiability.  I have this one about music that you love.  I believe the music we listen to around the 7-10yo mark is that that is within us.  It's comfort music.  Like a cuddly blanket.  In the past it would've been the music our parents listened too, because we would never have had control over the stereo/record player/something-a-rather-a-phone.  These days..? Yeah Right!  So.  The result for me is I love those Solid Gold albums. I return to them again & again.  Those who know me well know, I will not be satisfied at a sing-a-long 'til we have atleast made an attempt at Delta Dawn or Billy Don't Be A Heroe - no matter how pathetic, & pathetic it often is!  Then there's the music of our teens.  The music we take solace in.  When the lyric resonates with our soul, with our experience, with our life.  I remember laying on the couch listening to my records & thinking "I would die if I couldn't listen to music".  Oh, the drama of the teenager! The depth of feeling. And so enters Stevie & Pat.  Stevie Nicks ofcourse.  Pat Benetar.  Without even trying I'm beginning to see the attraction there.  Stevie with her flowing skirts & free spirit.  As a teen I had the 'gypsy spirit' prayed outa me... yep, pentecostal christianity at it's best?!  Decades later I prayed it back again.  Well, not really.  But, certainly I saw it all rather differently.  Pat was a little bit risky too - with track titles like "Hell is for Children"... hard to sing that one without feeling guilty at the time.  Ironically for all the wrong reasons.  So, as I blast Stevie from my CD today, for the fourth time... I ponder what kind of music do I want to resonate with Jakita.  What will form her, shape her, be within her?  What will she find solace in as she grows? What will bring back the memories for her.  "Paradise" is obviously one already. Rosy Tin Teacaddy, the hits of the Uke-a-Mama's, UB40, Abba, the hits of the 70's & 80's, folk songs,... well, I guess I needn't worry really!