...as soon as the opening notes of 'John Gaudie' kick in, however I have a very small son, and I suspect the big battles are still to come..

The Mrs can't abide Yes and won't let me watch any of their concert DVDs while she is around. And I have lots.

While her tastes are not exactly the same as mine I can't complain too much. The ex-Mrs was a HUGE fan of Kenny G* and anything is better than that. If she insists on playing particularly appalling I just tell myself that at least it isn't Kenny G and seem to be able to cope a lot better.

* Not the reason she is now the ex- but it should have been

because the girl was really into Queen. The thought of listening to them put me right off.
Very lucky as 'Er Indoors has excellent musical taste.

Radio is just as bad, FPO will only listen to Radio 1, I will only listen to Radio 4.

Audiobooks? 'My life as an East-End gangster' vs Wodehouse

Most car journeys pass in a companionable silence :-)

But there's also much more we both like. For shared car journeys anything that makes a racket is out. This means my Tom Waits, Nick Cave, Led Zep, all jazz and blues ... and most definitely my new 'deutsche elektronische musik' cd

For my part, the blander end of the chill-out oeuvre gets my bruxism going pretty quickly.

But folky stuff is fine - Fairport, Laura Marling, Nick Drake, John Martyn et al. Spacey stuff - Pink Floyd, ... er er Goldfrapp ... um, loads more.

...I have a 10 CD changer which is almost always on, though not terribly loud. My wife could not tell me at any time which song was being played.

In my wife's car, we had to change the battery as the original died. In doing so, the radio/CD player didn't fire up as it needs a code which I don't have. This was 2 years ago....my wife drives around in blissful silence.

same happened here. took us three years to get it sorted and then a week after that the bloody car got nicked. in the cd player? my third copy of solid air.

of shared musical tastes intersects only at Crowded House and the Foo Fighters.

Apart from that it's a light year of difference.

We have a long car journey coming up soon and I, during my stint at the wheel, will be slipping Tom Petty, Teddy Thompson and ZZ Top into the cd player. For her turn it will no doubt be Take That, Sugababes (don't mind those too much actually...) and the Ally McBeal soundtrack by the aforementioned Vonda. It will be daggers drawn.

But, I hear you say, why not just play the Foos and Crowded and have a pleasant journey? The truth is that what will happen in all likelihoods is that the cheeky lump strapped into the Britax seat in back will insist on her favourite instead; the Mamma Mia cast soundtrack.

It's going to be hell on toast. With a side of mushy peas.

...as a San Andreas sized fault line.

My wife is inordinantly fond of...amongst others..
Take That
Westlife
Simply Red
Annie Lennox
George Michael (although A different Corner is "our song" and is therefore magical)
Genesis
Phil Collins
Bruce Springsteen
Diana Ross (not the Supremes and not Tamla Motown in general)
Spandau Ballet
Duran Duran

The only common groound we have is , bizarrely, the Pet Shop Boys. She reserves a particular loathing for the Beatles and Van Morrison.

none of which can ever be smoothed over by the foot of revisionists like Danny Baker:

a) Emerson;
b) Lake;
and
c) Palmer.

How did I find myself with this person?

Apart from the GLW's obstinate dislike of Pink Floyd and most of PiL's output our tastes intersect very nicely.Retires with coat smiling smugly.

person. In the interests of domestic harmony, we are mindful of what we play in shared moments. The line is drawn, firmly, in front of Michael Bolton. I did take her to see him once so I've had a lifetimes worth. No mas!

... the good Ms Stoke draws the line at progressive rock and freaky jazz... indeed, she threatened to throw me and the CD out the window when I was playing "A Plague of Lighthouse Keepers" v. loud while painting a bedroom. I have to draw the line at 40 shades of rap & dance.

Oddly enough, we intersect at Fairport! And especially RT's "1000 years of popular music" show, which was on constant rotation in the car when we last toured Scotland.

Despite my conversion to Jackson Browne I still can't abide the Eagles. MrsP hates the Archdrude.
His cause is probably not helped by my standard response to her "What's this?" (delivered in the unmistakeable don't like it tone) being "Julian Cope" (even if it's a woman).

However, I can't persuade my wife of the qualities of Aimee Mann and although she'll happily watch Richard Thompson live, his albums are verboten, being considered far too depressing and dark.

Also we had an breakdown in musical relations years ago when I played 'Lone Justice' to death for about 6-9 months (it was a tape in those days - eventually stretched and died).

My Little Feat CDs disappeared into her car soon after purchase, only recovered after I bought a flying lead for her iPod that plugs straight into radio/CD unit on her Peugeot 107 skateboard.

She is a recent convert (in the last year or two) to all things Rush, so that's alright then.

Certain tracks are never played in our house due to her having heard me play them too many times in past bands - 'Lying Eyes' is one such - brings on the shakes.

CDs with mixed artists - thrown in a couple of tunes the FPO and children like and that seems to keep them happy and i get to hear the majority of tunes i like .

A wanna be Kate Bush who sounds more like T'Pau or the most influential record of the late 80s anyone??

No prizes for guessing which one is to my taste and which is the missus..

On a happy note we both love Joni Mitchell, The Beatles, Nick Drake and (less probably).. Depeche Mode