Well, the other side of the story is that my daughters incidentally picked up the “Friday” song from my current playlist.
This year my oldest daughter has kept asking me if we could listen to anything else than Ryan Adams (yes, I know, some debatable education right there) and “that boring old man” (aka Springsteen), when I drive them to school (she has actually started to warm up to Springsteen but her first nickname for him has stuck). She is, of course, very wrong there. We have also listened to Maria McKee a lot on our way to dance class and notably she has learned many important things about the Cardinals (“why was he so mean to them, dad”?).
By some strange coincidence, up until recently her favorite artists were Jenny Lewis (number one since about three years old), Lucinda Williams (when she had colic as a baby, she always stopped crying when we played the song “Protection”), Dinosaur Jr (“play J Mascis again, dad!”), Gillian Welch & David Rawlings (“I’ll Fly Away”, in particular) and Neil Young (her unlikely favorite is “Prisoners of Rock N’ Roll”).
Just your average kid’s preferences, if you ask me.