The sound of my childhood.

Anything by the Beetles, a song which went" if your going to sanfransisco you gotta wear flowers in your hair". I don't know who sang it.I was a hippy in those days Jesus sandals long hair long tiered skirts and flowers every where

My Dad used to sing me to sleep. Once I was asleep he'd sing Over the sea to Skye to let my oder siblings know it was time to run ahead and open doors so he could put me to bed without waking me.

I must have been aware of it though because apparently I once opened my eyes and said I'm not asleep yet!

I've asked to have it played at my funeral when the curtains are closing.....

older not oder!

I remember having a transistor radio under the bedclothes on a Sunday evening, to listen to the top twenty from Radio Luxembourg. Lovely to see everyone’s memories, I can pinpoint those Gransnetters who are my age by their choices. Must admit that unlike most of my friends I was a Tommy Steele fan rather than an Elvis Presley one, though I did like his ballads.

As well as fifties popular music, military bands were very much a part of the soundtrack to my life.

Lillibullero was always played just before the BBC World Service News,
The RAF March Past at every parade,
Lots of well known, rousing Army and Navy marches and my favourite of all - The Evening Hymn followed by Sunset, played by the Royal Marines.

I can't get beyond the opening bars without at least a few tears. Even the Queen cried when they played it at Britannia's decommissioning. It's so moving.

Two way family favourites, Sing something Simple and Workers Half Hour, oh and Billy Cottons Band Show!!!!!

Ethelbags, it was Scott McKenzie, I have it on a single.

Lovely thread
Agree Marc Bolan was beautiful?

My mum listened to Val Doonican, The Bachelors and
Jim Reeves.

My father was Deaf, but knew the words to a host of different of songs, but not sadly not the tune.
Nevertheless he was a wonderful dancer and his jive to Rock around the clock, I am reliably informed was something to behold. The beat of the live music came through the floor.

My grandfather sang and played in a band (accordian and drums) and apart from traditional Scottish songs and being a Corries fan he also played and sang Lonnie Donnigan and Max Bygraves songs.
His favourite 'pop singer' was Judith Durham.

Some of my favourite childhood memories are coming home in my grandfather's car after a day trip to the beach, being wrapped in a blanket that smelled faintly of my grandparents collie and my both grandparent singing to me as drifted off to sleep.
Songs such the Bonnie Banks of Loch Lomand, The Northern lights of old Aberdeen ( Kenneth Mckeller and my favourite Rocking Rolling Riding by The Seekers.
Happy days?

At a Childrens orchestral performance here last year the theme was space.
The tenor sang Catch A Falling Star, and you could pick out the Grandparents in the very large audience, mainly by their Grandchildren shushing them as they sang along.
DGS was mortified, I had embarrassed him. Oh dear.

I think if I hear "We'll meet again" one more time I shall throw something at the radio or even worse the television! I can appreciate what a remarkable woman Vera Lynn was and she deserves all the praise she is getting but I cannot stand her voice.

On the other hand, I could listen to Frank Sinatra all day!

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100 best tunes. Two way family favourites. Sing Something Simple. The Goon Show. Ken Platt. The Glums. Round the Horn. Sunday Service at teatime and dad's favourite hymn---The day Thou gavest.
I always get the smell of fresh mint sauce when I think back.

Mum used to sing " Honey " by Bobby Goldsboro, then used to be in tears ?

A song my Father sang to me was Daddy’s Little Girl and I certainly was a Daddy’s girl. I sang it to my DDs changing Daddy to Mummy’s Little Girl and later to. GDs as Granny’s.
They all still love it and it brings back fond memories to all of us.

Coming downstairs to Terry Wogan playing Daylight Katy by Gordon Lightfoot. My Mum always left the radio on even when she went out. She still loves her music now.

ElaineI “going to the woods and fields with a tranny, and lying in the sun” has a whole new meaning these days! ?

Aww that's it MissAdventure. Thank you.

Itsy bitsy teeny weeny yellow polka dot bikini.....

My earliest memory is my Dad giving me a bath and singing Yellow Submarine. I must have been about two at the time and it would probably have been no. 1. His party piece was Purple People Eater and l can still hear him singing "I've got Sixpence."

What was the first record you bought yourself ?
I’m a bit embarrassed to say I think mine was “from a jack to a king “

My older brother was into Roy Orbison

The theme song for Gone With the Wind was used as the intro to the Million Dollar Movie ..

Depressing?

m.youtube.com/watch?v=BPTQRmwCOWs

EllanVannin, I remember “Honey” it was a real weepy, and on the flip side was “Danny” I remember listening to them when newly pregnant with my first child. Lovely memories.

We had an old 'turntable' and played twelve inch records of Ann Shelton, Deanna Durbin and my favourite Felix Mendelson and his Hawaiian Serenaders.

Jimi Hendrix, Cream and Pink Floyd.

Two Way Family Favourites whilst Mum was cooking lunch (though we called it dinner in those days!) Sing Something Simple on my Nana's radio in the evening.

Songs from that era that stick in my mind, for some reason, are Tulips From Amsterdam, The Yellow Rose of Texas and Hernando's Hideaway. However, the music which mainly filled our house was by Elvis. Lawdy Miss Clawdy, That's All Right Mama, Heartbreak Hotel, Are You Lonesome Tonight... My sister and I adored him, and Mum and Nana liked him too. Only Dad was not an admirer. He would retaliate by playing his Seven Brides For Seven Brothers LP loudly on Sunday mornings, when my sister and I were having a lie-in. As soon as we heard the opening bars of Bless Your Beautiful Hide, we knew it was time to get up.

And then there was Cathy's Clown by the Everley Brothers. It was that song, and then Paul Simon's lovely Kathy's Song, that influenced me to call my eldest daughter Catherine. Though, funnily enough, we have never called her Cathy.

My first record was 'The story of my life' by Michael Holliday, played it incessantly until my brother trod on it ?accidentally?!