MUSIC TASTE

Growing up, my old man was a fan of contemporary traditional musics. The likes of Sikiru Ayinde Barrister of blessed memories, General Kollington Ayinla, Ayinla Omowura and Haruna Ishola to mention but a few. He was an unrepentant Sikiru Ayinde Barrister fan. He has this shelf built into a wall where he stores his cassettes. Row upon rows of cassettes according to their names and genre. Fuji music was his favourite type of music. He do listen to Gospel music whenever it appeals to him but once you hear him put on his cassette player coming on, you are sure of a fuji music being played before electricity goes off.

Growing up with him as a child, I hated his music taste so much that I literally get angry whenever he starts playing his ‘annoying songs’. Always wondering how he enjoys such ‘odd’ musics. I never loved them and vowed never to love them as a child. Myself and my elder brother were more music inclined to the hip hop of that time, say the Remedies, Tony Tetuila, Plantashion Boyz, Artquake and the Maintain who were ruling the airwaves then.

Little did I know that those music my dad do play then that I have so much hate for was consciously and sub-consciously finding way into my heart. I might be passing a place and one of his favourite tracks comes up, I will just find myself vibing to it albeit unconsciously.

After his demise and me and my elder brother coming of age, I somehow somehow find myself more at peace with the music I have vowed never to like or never listened to which surprises me because those music are more relatable and life lessons could be learned from the lyrics of the song. I was reading a post from the famous Teju Babyface Oyelakin about himself hating the kind of music his dad plays and falling in love with them once he gets older and he (Teju) is now wondering if his children too will express ‘hate’ for his music taste and they themselves will now grow and love the same music they once hated.

It’s a circle kind of thing, children hate father’s music, child later loves the music, grandchild hates the music but later loves it. An unending circle of music hate or love.

Do you also feel or have express such thing before?