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Back in the 80's, I went to a flea market with my little boys. 8 & 11.
Someone had an 8 track player/with speakers and a big box of maybe 20 8 track
tapes.
I bought it. Set it up in the youngest guys room.
After a couple weeks, all I heard coming from the 8 years old room was...
Inna-Godda-Divida.
He loved it. Had no concept of what was popular and what was history.
I got a kick out of it.
If I remember correctly, my older son was listening to Bon Jovi stuff like...
Wanted, Dead or Alive. I don't even know if it was Bon Jovi but it used to drive me crazy... Blah blah blah.... the steel horse I ride.
I hung out with the little guy more often when music was offered.
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