It Doesn't Have to Be Old to Be a Classic--Does It?

Just a brief post today. The Solipsist had an unusually busy Sunday, packed with errands; we didn't even have time for a leisurely paper-read. Plus, we're still recuperating from yesterday's diatribe on hate crime legislation. So today just a brief comment on music.

At what point did the music you grew up with become "classic"? We were wondering this today as we sat in the car, listening to the "classic rock" station, and heard classic song after classic song after classic song that we could remember as "new." And if those songs are "classic," then how do you classify the likes of the Beatles and Led Zeppelin? Classical rock, perhaps?

(Digression: And gimme a break, automated spellchecker! You're gonna underline "Beatles"?!? You didn't even underline "gimme" and "gonna"! EOD)

We remember our first experience of this kind: A DJ introduced David Bowie's "Modern Love" as a "classic track." Now, this was only in, like, 1990, so maybe the good fellow was just suggesting it was something of an "instant" classic. But now, alas, we've come to realize that we are fans of classic rock, not because of any quirky, loner-streak--wanting to set ourselves apart from the trendy--but simply because the classics are what we know.

We're getting old, folks. Sigh!