I've gotten a couple of comments in the Coachella 2007 post about a little teasing I gave him, and, since I guess it's time for a new post....
Anyway, check this link for the whole story, but the pertinent passage is below:
JW and I had a nice lunch at Pappy and Harriet's in Pioneertown, which has a well-stocked ipod or CD changer DJ-ing for them. I was giving JW the occasional pop music pop quiz. Sample:Thank goodness he's a good sport. Okay, here's the back-story.
ME: You have until the end of this song to tell me who's singing.
ME: BOB. DYLAN.
JW went to one rock concert in the 80s and it was Journey. He always brings them up when he doesn't know what pop group is playing, just to be contrary -- "Is this Journey?" etc. Oh, but he does recognize The Clash when he hears them, which is one of the countless reasons I keep him around. He's full of surprises, that one.
New dad Mark asked in a comment what kind of music is appreciated by a person who doesn't know the difference between pop giants Dylan and Perry. I won't speak for all people who can't distinguish the two, but for JW, it's Shostakovich, Mahler, Wagner, Verdi, Puccini, etc. He exposes me to the classics of classical, I try to do the same for him with the classics of pop. It's sweet, actually.
So JW doesn't always like the stuff I like, and vice-versa, but our tastes do cross sometimes. For example, I love John Adams now, and I've made him a fan of Rufus Wainwright and Antony and the Johnsons. And Eagles of Death Metal. Except he calls them "Demons of Black Death." Purposely calling things by the wrong name even after he's corrected repeatedly...also part of his schtick.