Gracious, yes. Could be it's because I rarely go to a party where home-grown music isn't being made. A few years back I went to a birthday party thrown by a friend much younger than I for a dear, much younger friend, also much younger than I.

It developed that the 'party' was dancing to the Beatles on tape... Not my thing on a number of different levels and I went home as soon as I decently could. If I were male, I could be called curmudgeonly.

Ebbie