As a teenager I didn't like 'classical music', although there was a record of my dad's at home called Italian Classical Music (or somesuch) and I liked some of those tracks, as with a Russian Folk Songs one he had (I haven't found any of these on Youtube yet) but still have a cassette tape somewhere of the Italian ones I recorded. Also some Greek Islands music from his record collection has stuck in my head.
5 years ago driving up an empty M6 at sunrise Patrick Hawes's 'Fair Albion' came on the radio and matched the scene splendidly, as I passed under a bridge with a line of cows stopped on it somewhere in Staffordshire.
The movie Master and Commander - the 'classical' music at the end - brilliant. "La Musica Notturna delle Strade di Madrid. No. 6, Op. 30" by Boccherini.
Some scores from the Brideshead Revisited TV series of the 80s make me think the grandeur of the Pennines, wild and windy empty moorlands with the occasional grouse clucking "Go back! Go back!"
The beginning of Jean Sibelius's 'Swan of Tuonela' reminds me of a morning walking through the East Hertfordshire fields at dawn.
Generally when I want to listen to music I like to listen to it loud and with my full attention, I don't care for music in the background, not having the radio on in a vehicle I'm driving.
I like seeing movies at the cinema where the picture is BIG and the music is LOUD and then when you emerge from the theatre into the street it feels so strange, quiet and normal, whilst you still have those emotions from the movie, and the music from it, reverberating around inside you.
I couldn't give a fig for 'Rock' or 'Disco' music - Pink Floyd, Genesis, The Rolling Stones, Black Sabath - just so dreary, deary.
Good music is like a well-written book - planning, talent, skill, sensitivity, boldness, ingenuity, artistry and that certain j'ne sais quoi all rolled into one.