Music and "the way we are tied in"

My husband has been working on a Ipod for my daughter. It was at one point mine so we needed to dump all of the music we deemed inappropriate. A musical house cleaning starting with all the toilet lyrics and bathroom humor. To keep with the house analogy we were pondering to put in all new drapes when I started to really look at the titles and think about what the music really meant to me. How a title can evoke so much. I had carried the past with me in my pocket and now I was passing the Harry Potter (torch) and adding the much requested Taylor Swift. Somewhere in there The songs that were with me when I painted my best or cried when I was afraid. The Cure Disintegration, Music that will cause physical response with just thinking the first beat. Marc Cohen True Companion should have been played at my wedding but Elvis's Blue Hawaii was played instead and forever makes me laugh when I hear it. I have been wasted tired and cranked Dave Matthews 7 and got the job done. Listened to the city of Angels sound track and heard Paula Cole sing Feelin' Love and felt powerful and sexy......driven to fast to Foo Fighters One Down and Another One to Go, but not something I want to pass to my eight year old. Looking over at the discarded music I felt nostalgic and grateful that I am able to censer my own messy and rather "Adult" skewed music. My first born has plenty of time to grow her own life sound track without help from me and I am sure it will be as richly textured as she is. But, I think there should be a few classic's on there besides Yellow Submarine. Just a nudge I swear........