In the following order;
Earliest recollection was of my fathers uncles playing violins round a camp fire...I shit you not!
Northern Soul courtesy of my eldest sister. A legacy that still stays strong and still keeping the faith.
Punk.
Post punk.
When i was really little i loved Bob Marley. Only because i had heard his greatest hits. I admit that i was a terrible music fan when very young. What ever played on the radio and that i LOVED.
Mention 'music' to a 12 year old version of me and it would bring back horrible memories of Fleetwood Mac's 'Rumors' played on a continuous loop for the entire duration of EVERY summer vacation I ever took with me parents.
Green Day's Dookie was the first album I ever intentionally listened to, and at the time every word seemed to relate to me in a profound way, so I developed an unhealthy obsession with all things Green Day. But then they released 'Warning' and after I cleaned up the puke, I promptly traded that stinkfest for a No Doubt album. Yeah. A No Doubt album. It was that bad.