We all get stuck in our ruts, do our habitual haunting of our comfort zones. Take music for example. I spend most of my time listening to music made between 1964 and 1973; probably half my music is from the period 1966-1971. I enjoy my jazz and blues and classical; I do listen to music made after 1973, but just not that much. And, with children aged 21, 16 and 9, I get a vicarious feel for modern music.
Or so I thought.
Until I looked at this list at Debanter, a blog I found via twitter. And I couldn’t recall hearing of any of the bands or albums, much less actually hearing any of them.