It is not our music and that is why we turn it off. Yet not all of us condemn it or ridicule it simply because we do not understand it. We remember when we were young and we expected our parents not to understand our ways. It was our world we were living and it was going to be bigger and better and we had a right to it. We thought this more than we talked about it. That was so because whether or we liked it, or even understood it, we knew they were boss. TGherefore, it was the music that set us apart.

The loud music of the younger generation is certainly annoying to most older people for two reasons: They do not understand the ignificance of the younger group’s music and it does not react well with their increasing deafness. And often, they get a little paranoid and think the young ones are deliberately being naughty.

In most cases this is not so, but it could be true if the older person is particularly demanding and unreasonable. If there is no escaping the loud music and the elderly person is in need of rest and quiet the youngster must be forced to be quieter. Inconsideration and loud music do not harmonize; nor does grouchiness and a young child’s enthusiasm when no harm is intended.

Certain tones and pitches are inaudible to the older folks and this is what makes some loud music sound like so much static and not music. They have a hard time hearing anyway and the screeching and scratching and loudness of the pop culture is irritating. It is irritating even when they acknowledge that the younger bunch has as much of a right to their music as they have to theirs.

They know because they were once young and know how important their music was to them and how annoying and irritating it was to their parents and their grandparents. There certainly seems to be something in the air that each generation can hear and embrace as their own. Its as if this music is what sets them apart from others.

But a few of the old timers seem to have a knack for incorporating some of the newness in with their oldness and managing to get along just fine with music and growing old. And the same is true of the youngsters, some of them seem to have a knack for the older style of music.

This happens mainly in religious music which has less of change over in style, but it does change but not as fast. Were it be abruptly changed it would not be acceptable and this group is quick to outlaw that which seems threatening and not up to its standards.

However, the most innovative music is the music for the very young. The little one just beginning to wiggle their toes and shake their little bootees react to what turns them on and what moves them. They giggle and laugh and try to mimic the sounds they hear. This is never irritating to grandmothers who are impressed with watching the little newbies in their family tune in and give their big brothers and sisters some competition.

Whether there will ever be a change in this wide gap of music preference is doubtful. Each new generation must listen to their own drummer and their grandparents will continue to be annoyed and hard of hearing and uncompromising. Loving family members will find ways, however, of accepting the youth while not caring the loud music they create. This is a pretty normal and acceptable situation.

What is not normal and what is not acceptable is when some selfish old folks and brash youth have no love for each other as well as a hatred for their music. This is unnatural. They absolutely have no idea what great music they could make together if they understood each other.