medium-long reminiscence (ie. You've been warned.)
Everyone was crazy about the Beatles - when I was the same age: 7, and I watched their first performance on the Ed Sullivan Show (same worn-out blond maple TV (winter of 1964), and judged them as "raw" (through the screaming, I could hear that their voices were out-of-tune, and didn't really understand that they couldn't hear themselves). What they began evolving into (with only a couple of years) kept me listening to them, buying some of their 45's and a few of their LP's.
By 1965, I started noticing Simon and Garfunkel, and learning some of the acoustic guitar licks that Paul Simon (I would assume) used to fill in on sustained vocal notes. Of course, I immediately stole Paul Simon's intro (and finger-picking pattern) to "The Boxer" in 1969. (I was in 7th grade, was beginning to notice girls more, and noticed that girls REALLY liked Simon and Garfunkel - as well as sitting close and singing when I played their songs.)
I mostly stuck with acoustic guitar (and - as I've mentioned many times - eventually migrated to nylon string guitar playing).
I never bothered covering Carpenters tunes, because they were all female lead and - well - my peers (in high school - in the jazz band, etc.) made light of them (making up off-color lyrics to their songs, etc.)
...so I didn't delve very deeply into the legion amazing rock bands that emerged (when I was in elementary school through high school).
but anything Beatles, Simon and Garfunkel, Arlo Guthrie, (and all of those types, along with some of the unplugged BALLADS that the big rock bands recorded which became hits) that I could play BY MYSELF on the guitar - that was what - through tenth grade or so - made up my so-called "repertoire". (I could tell that garage bands would get me nowhere - neither $$$ or girls).
When I moved over to nylon strings, it was more for money than attracting girls. I mentioned this MANY times before, but...I played arrangements of movie themes, elevator music, and bossa nova at private (and a few public) cocktail parties. My parents had no idea...
CLASSICAL music...??
Not really. "The tuba" (I considered to be) a "class" at school...no real interest in it (other than NOT looking stupid next by my one-year-older prodigy/band-mate/ tuba-virtuoso high school friend...so I didn't know much about "classical" music...THOUGH I DID have a classical "sampler" L.P. (the purpose of which was to coax people into joining a classical music record club...so there were 30-second to 1-minute EXCERPTS of a TON of classical works)...and (yes) I played that a WHOLE BUNCH. When in the 11th grade, I found - behind a high-end audio store - a (no cover...a few scratches) LP of LAPO/Zubin (yes, Bobo was on the recording...I had no idea, obviously) playing Zarathustra. I listened to that a TON (the whole thing), and THAT LP was my "jumping off point" into classical music...
...OTHER THAN the Bach lute suite transcriptions I was assigned at my nylon string guitar lessons.
That "jumping off point" happened simultaneously with (12th grade) the local symphony guy (when it was my turn to make 1st chair in the All-State Band, and I decided to get a little bit of coaching) heard me play (again: lessons) and started hooking me up with some "tuba gigs" - including subbing for him. (If - back then - you played tuba at my high school - and did NOT achieve 1st seat in the All-State Band
when it was your turn - you would be considered a FAILURE...and NONE of us failed. I'm not sure how far it went back (probably a decade...??), but the tradition survived a couple of years after I matriculated (new band director/school districts shifted around/etc.)
I (based on the prodigy that I sat next to for two years) had absolutely NO idea that anyone might consider me to be a "pretty good" tuba player (because - though I could play most of the things that my prodigy friend could play - I could NOT play with ANYWHERE CLOSE to as much grace/beauty), much less good enough to play symphonic music and record jingles and LP's. (Of course, when the money started flowing was when the guitar was slipped under the bed, and - just like a whole bunch of the rest of you - I bought a 186 and started hitting the books with that (cleaning up my tuba playing, incorporating "phrasing" etc.) oh...btw...Tuba is much easier than guitar, but some of you are free to believe whatever you choose to believe.
Though not emphasized above, my motivation of "music" has not primarily been "the love of it", but (for a decade or two) "the money of it".
My Dad (wisely) never gave me any money, and (when emerging into my mid-teens) I realized that playing for cocktail parties (and a few locally produced musicals, USO meetups, and other misc.) was MUCH easier and MUCH more lucrative than collecting 3-to-5-cent pop bottles, working at an Exxon car wash (12 hours Sat. and 12 hours Sun.), throwing newspapers, or (even) selling $2-per-carton Marlboro cigarettes at school for 5¢/stick (average: a carton per week).