I think the attitude is there because the sixties were basically where a revolution of social norms began - yes, it wasn't as great to be a cultural minority as it is now, BUT it was a time where countercultures bloomed and conservative/restrictive views on women, freedom, war, and race were being challenged. It's romantisied because it was a pivotal point in changing views surrounding a whole plethora of social issues.

I think the worst part about that is that the decade is lightly romanticized, rather than actually considered an important time for civil rights. I will admit that white privilege is ultimately being able to time travel and not get your ass beat for the color of your skin (although sadly, that's still happening all over the world; everyone's always thinking humanity is in a post-racism stage, but in reality the media is whitewashed to the point where violence against nonwhite races has been erased from the news). I will admit that I remain shocked over the race riots, and just the fact that it was somehow ok to blatantly discriminate against people of color, but the fact that people began to question it (people of ALL races) and fight for a change ... that makes me glad.

A lot of scary shit happened in the 1960s. It wasn't a particularly good time for minorities or women (let's face it - history has always been kindest to the white male) but people were standing up and saying "this is bullshit!" People were marching and protesting; people were angry and not afraid to show it. Do you know how angry I am about Vietnam? I wasn't even alive then; I didn't know anyone that fucking went there and I'm so angry by just the slightest mentioning of that war; it makes my blood boil. But you know what? People marched; people made signs, people were willing to get the **** beaten out of them to be heard. The police tried to silence them. But they were having none of it. Nobody just fucking ran away and said "oh, I'll just be quiet now; I have an opinion but I think I'll just keep it to myself and let horrible things happen because they aren't happening to me."

People had a real sense of passion in those days.

It's strangely missing from this world now.

My dad got me into a lot of cool stuff as a kid like Sabbath, Mr. Bungle, Zeppelin, Bob Marley, Rush, and Alice In Chains but I got the downside of his taste like Van Halen, nu metal, Nickelback, and ****ty post grunge. My mom didn't listen to much music besides from Heart, so there's that. I went my own direction after discovering my love for jazz when I was 14.

I grew up on music from my parents like The Beatles, Queen, Bruce Cockburn, Stan Rogers, CCR, The Who, etc. I also got into some of the more popular Metal bands at the time thanks to one of my Uncles and Guitar Hero/Rock Band. Some of those bands were Iron Maiden, Avenged Sevenfold, Metallica, Dragonforce, and a few others.

Most of the music I listened to when I was a kid I've come to enjoy considerably less in the present, but I don't really feel ashamed for liking any of the bands I used to like. Also, some don't do anything for me anymore like Avenged Sevenfold, but others have fared a bit better like Iron Maiden, Metallica, and The Beatles.

Also, I'm curious if at any point in the future my taste will change to where I feel about what I currently listen to, the way I feel about what I used to listen to now. But I think my taste has become pretty cemented in place, though I believe my taste will still expand, I doubt there'll ever be a point where I'll lose interest in a large portion of the bands and artists I currently listen to.

The Beatles, E.L.O, Blondie, Queen and mixtapes of Reggae music that my dad got hold off as he grew up in Birmingham close to Handsworth.

I always had this knack of finding The Beatles, Pink Floyd and Led Zeppelin on the radio. It was like a sixth sense, I would get a feeling they were on another station and I would turn the dial and voila they're were there.