My mother is in her 60s, but she has the same love for music that she has always had. Unfortunately, she never buys music for herself. Most of the time, I buy her CDs that are safe and easy bets. Crooners from the 60s & 70s always get played over and over. Bubble-gum boy bands usually meet with her approval. Every so often, I go out on a limb and get something risky. This year, I knew what I wanted to give her for Mother’s Day. The problem was that as much as my mother loves music, she also loves pop culture and I knew that this singer was more familiar to her as someone in the news than as someone on the radio. I seriously considered covering the disc label and putting it in a blank case. Part of the fun of something new is peeling off the wrapping, so I didn’t try to conceal the artist. She opened her gift and looked shocked. “I knew you wouldn’t buy it for yourself, but I really think you will like it.” “No. I would not have bought this. She is a very troubled young person.” Odds of the music getting played based on that reaction? Slim to none. Next time, I’ll just get her the best of the Bee Gees.