Steph,
I'm glad you didn't leave.
I was never allowed to have a radio in my room. A JW couple from Maryland, some friends, bought me a Sony Dream Cube AM/FM Alarm Clock.
It was repossesed. I was 17.
I organized a roller skating party when I was 19. Every record had to be pre-approved by my parents, who to their credit, listened to every word of every record we wanted to play.
You wanna hear something funny? That was when 45's were in, and I still have my 45's with the little stickers on them that say "OK" in my Dad's handwriting. Those were the records they approved.
Such banal fare as Debbie Gibson's "Only in my dreams" was allowed, LOL.
My father must have lost his mind on one of the songs thought. He OK'd Guns N Roses "Welcome to the Jungle" and another one titled something about Paradise. LOL. The one about Paradise, I can't remember the name, was played at least 4 times during the 2 hour party.
I have a friend whose daughter is my daughter's age, 12, and she is only allowed to listen to "Christian" Music. Every time she comes over I give her a healthy dose of rock, rap, and jazz.
When I look at how she's raising her daughter, it almost exactly mirrors how we were raised. I try to talk some sense into her, but of course she says that she has the truth, so she knows what she's doing.
Lisa