I grew up like most on my parent's music which I still love. I added jazz, which my parents never listened to all. One of the last conversations I had with my

I grew up like most on my parent's music which I still love. I added jazz, which my parents never listened to all. One of the last conversations I had with my father was about Willie Nelson. He loved him, and I thought he was terrible. We both had fun making fun of the other over this. I got several Willie Nelson CDs as attempts to culture me. The grateful dead is another band I detested. But 1 month ago a buddy was playing a dead song I never knew and it hit right. Then I found other songs I also like. I now sheepishly admit maybe I was too sure of my facts. Age is a factor. I still don't like Willie. I'm reminded of the big lebowski line when the dude complains he doesn't wanna listen to the eagles because his day already sucked enough. The eagles and Willie are like that: barely tolerable on good days. But on the dead ... I'm coming around