The conversation started with Phantom of the Opera.
I was talking to a few friends about New York. One of them has never been, and she said she’d like to go to a Broadway show. I nodded and said, “Yeah, I’d like to see Phantom of the Opera someday.”
There was a moment of silence, followed by another friend saying, “What?” You see, I’m not all that musically inclined. There are a few bands I love and will gladly see in concert, but I’m not one to seek out symphonies and musicals.
So I explained that my parents went to see Phantom when I was around 10 years old, and they returned from their trip with a CD of the music. It must have played hundreds of times in our house. Imagine three kids (10, 9, and 5) running around singing “The Music of the Night.”
There were a few other albums that my parents also played for years. I might be forgetting one, but I’m sure that each of these got significant airtime in the Stegmaier household:
What about you? What are the albums or songs that your parents played the most when you were growing up?