I keep listening to soul music at home. I hope i'm imprinting on my kids. I feel like good soul music is a cornerstone for appreciating music in general. Talented vocalists crooning over technically proficient and melodic music. While i appreciate a lot of music for being visceral the other emotional aspect that always appeals to me is melancholy (combining those two aspects explains my adoration of suicidal black metal). Soul music has sorrow in spades. It has the same appeal to me that alot of classic country music does, and while i love some "i'm drinking because she took the kids" songs i prefer when it's backed by a nimble rhythm section.
My oldest son has taken up trumpet in his school band. I think it's a cool instrument (while my wife would've prefered saxophone, a nod to her grandfather) and his introduction to the horn has caused me to pay more attention to it in the music in my collection. This CD by #leefieldsandtheexpressions is my current fav of their canon and has some real hooky songs about loneliness and the band (not leastly the trumpet player) is razor sharp and the definition of tasteful playing. I don't think the boy cares about this stuff when i play it in his presence. Yet. I'm hoping these sounds and songs embed themselves in the recesses of his brain not saturated with his affinity for video games and salt-engorged snacks.
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