Parents music

Noel Harrison’s “Windmills of your Mind” was often played by my dear mum.

Threepenny opera with Lotta Lenya

Every.Single.Sunday.

Jim Reeves.

I remember (and liked) my nana’s music more Jim Reeves, Frank Sinatra, Perry Como etc. - my mum listened to Dusty Springfield songs endlessly. Depressing!

I had Mum playing Jim Reeves, but if I went into our garden our teenage neighbour had lifted the arm off of the Dansette and ‘In Dreams’ by Roy Orbison played non stop on Sundays,
So I sat in the garden.

Spanish Eyes - Al Martino
Louis Armstrong - What a wonderful world
Jim Reeves - I love you because

Three of my mums favourites.

My Dad was a great lover of Glenn Miller and String of Pearls was a def favourite.

Thanks for that Oopsadaisy - I had forgotten you could lift the arm and play the same record over and over. Our neighbour was a great fan of Jimmy Shand and one Saturday he came at lunch time with a new LP and it was played continuously until early evening!!

Opera on Saturday mornings played loud with all the windows wide open.Songs from musicals South Pacific ,West Side Story ,Matt Munro and Frank Sinatra.But they liked new music too,my Dad thought Marti Pellow had a great voice he liked the lyrics of Billy Joel and John Martin

.Left us with a love of all genres ,Sunday nights were round the paino with Dad and Granny playing and mum and mys 3 sisters and me singing .Its how we all learned our party pieces

I remember my mother liking Jim Reeves and Roy Orbison. And the man downstairs payed Mantovani all the time. I hated it all and started playing endless Beatles songs.

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My Dad was a great lover of Glenn Miller and String of Pearls was a def favourite.

Mine too.

all i can remember is two way family favourites, on the light programme, sunday mid-day, with a song in my heart.
and workers' playtime, loved that theme.
and there was housewives' choice. can hear it now, the upbeat intro music, so cheerful, so evocative of happier days.
my parents did not have any records, so it was just what happened to be on the wireless.
i'm much the same now.

I was brought up listening to Elvis, Jim Reeves, Slim Whitman and Connie Francis

I remember my mum listening to the “Seekers“ There’s a new world somewhere ?

Schubert, Mozart, Brahms, Beethoven mainly. My parents refused to listen to jazz, light music or pop, leaving me to hunker down with my little transistor radio in secret to avoid censure.

Frank Sinatra, Ella Fitzgerald, Tony Bennet as well as arias from operas.

When I was thinking up a user name for here Frank Sinatra was singing ‘Baubles bangles and beads’ in my head.

The Flight of the Bumblebee, played on an ancient record player. My Dad had several HMV LP records made of bakelite, this was one of his favourites.
He eventually destroyed all the records and broke up the record player for parts. I'm sure those bakelite records would be worth something these days.

Mum regularly sang Vera Lynn’s “there’ll be bluebirds over the white cliffs of Dover” to me when I was a child. Mum had a lovely singing voice and I often requested it. I sang it to my dcs
and now I find one of them singing it to hers.

Grew up with Acker Bilk, Matt Momroe, David Whitfeild, Ruby Murray and those piano genies Winifred Atwell and Russ Conway. Gosh even writing those names brought loads of memories back

Alma Cogan and Connie Francis just came to mind. Didn’t have a record player but listened to the radio( gramme). Family Favourites usually. Lots of fun records then, elephants called Nelly, pink toothbrushes and runaway trains.
I still liked David Whitfield (because my mum did,) while my friends started listening to rock n roll. I was always a bit late with anything new.

Not forgetting the very funny Joyce Grenfell

Anything with Kathleen Ferrier, Like Rowantree’s parents, classical only. I am the same on the whole, though I did know the pop songs of my teens ( pre Beatles). Much preferred the classics.

Good grief! My parents were dead against anything from Bill Haley onwards. My mother did have a soft spot for Perry Como. Their hero was Bing Crosby. Oh yes, and Val Doonican.My father said that Frank Sinatra can't sing.

We did have some fun singsongs together, the four of us, with DF on the guitar. Mainly standards like "You are my sunshine" and "Alexander's Ragtime Band".

I am so glad that I can enjoy the music my kids listen to. Before they were big enough to go under their own steam I would go to gigs and festivals with them. I never missed a chance to see them perform live in their bands.

My parents were big on parties so grew up with everything new in the 50s. My father was either at sea or working in the London docks so had access to all the American records which very often you couldn’t get here for a long time.