My dad was kind enough to drive me out to Aurora of all places from Chicago when I was a kid. There was a venue out there called Riley's Rock House that for some unknown reason got all these really cool black metal gigs. I think it was 2001 when I went to see my first one. Mayhem playing this tiny, shitty, dive bar out in Aurora Illinois. He'd sit in the car and read a book until the show was over. Nowadays, he'd come with me to the show, the music has grown on him.
I wish I could share any kind of taste in music (or really anything else) with my Dad.
My Dad developed his music taste based on what 101.9 The Mix was playing while he worked at Home Depot or while driving.
And he never picked up any kind of music services/apps nor did he really buy CDs or any other kind of media.
To this day, if he's in my car I put on the radio because that's all he really knows lol... "Oh this is a good one!" he often exclaims.
He will cry if you play that "I'm proud to be an American, cause at least I know I'm free..." song on 4th of July.
The hardest shit in his limited cassette tape deck was REO Speedwagon.
I'm a big fan of Wolf Totem by The Hu, I'd pay to hear that live.
