When I was little the first thing my brother always did when coming home from school (and later work) was to turn on his transistor radio.
I remember him taking me around to his mates homes and them listening to their latest records they had bought - it didn't mean anything to me.
Of course growing up myself one of the topics of conversations at school was music and I was happy to be part of that but once my 'era' of music had been replaced by the next generation - which I didn't seem to like or be bothered with, my interest in music then simply sort of dried up and stopped.
Of course I still listened to and the music I liked and put up with whatever music my girlfriends at the time played but it became more of a 'noise' to me rather than something I wanted to hear.
Over the years I even got bored with the music I liked - you can only hear something so many times before it becomes eventually monotonous, well it does to me - and the only time I listened to music really since is when the wife and children put on their music in the car, I couldn't exactly wander off and do something else like I could do at home.
I know music is evocative and brings back many memories but I'm not the sort of person who needs to live (or cling on) to the past. I had a happy time, wish I could relive it again sort of thing but more than happy as I am now.
Do people like ALL the music ever - is that why they always listen to it or is it just some sort of background noise they need to fill the silence?
What is music to you - something for you to acquire and collect a sort of compulsion - you have a million tunes already but you still need more?
Is it some sort of nerdy hobby - to show your knowledge off to impress others.
Is it a pleasure - if so by having a million tunes in your collection does that mean you are easily pleased?
Is it your escape from real life perhaps - lock the door, close the curtains and you are all alone with Kylie or Robbie or whoever you want to be with?
What really makes it an indispensable part of your life?