I know that these days I listen to fast, thrashy mayhem and migraine inducing gabber/speedcore, but back in the day it was very different...
See, my dad was into Rock 'n' Roll at the time (early 70's) and one of the artists he played a lot was Buddy Holly. I used to love that record and found it sad later on when I discovered that he was tragically killed in a plane crash. He was one of R 'n' R's pioneers, defying the 'easy listening' masses to get his music across to a teenage crowd bored of Glenn Miller and other big band jazz rubbish.
I raise my glass to him and know that, to a degree, if it wasn't for him, I wouldn't be into all this fast, thrashy mayhem and migraine inducing gabber/speedcore that I like now.
Keep it real, Buddy...