Maybe you need to join MA, Ron:

Musicians Anonymous.

I think that it is very difficult for someone who doesn't have a hunka hunka hunka burnin' love for music to really understand what it is like. For many people, music is and always will be "background music." Kinda like the soundtrack of their lives, paid real low. Many people are permanently linked to the music they heard at the onset and fever pitch of puberty. That's why "Oldies" stations thrive. Once in awhile I'll meet someone who just loves music. In 57 flavors. My son Aaron is much that way, although he isn't quite as catholic in taste as I am. But, he's open to listening to a lot of music and not locked into a time frame when music usta be good. Like. My son Pasha, who is technically my son-in-law as he is from Ruth's first marriage is as close to me as anyone I've ever met in just plain loving music.

Years ago, I met someone who would become a very important friend, Pat Conte. Pat has one of the largest collections of ethnic folk music of the world IN the world. Pat loved to "turn me on" to exotic stuff I'd never heard... like Chants from the Easter Islands, or Fuji island accordian music (made the last one up, but much of his collection is as weird as that.) I told him that I was his "Unplowed Field." Anyone who loves music needs friends who are at least in some areas "Unplowed Fields." That what drives me to share so much music with people I really don't know well... like you, Ron, and many other Catters. I've been someone else's Unplowed Field and I'm just thankful that I can introduce others to music that they may not be totally familiar with.

It's hard for people who have a casual interest (or next to none at all) in music to understand that..

Jerry