I finally got around to putting Arcade Fire on Charlie's iPad last year after the cameraman from the BBC (they were making this film; Charlie's not in it but his school is featured) mentioned it. (The cameraman was a very nice guy who had grown up on a sheep farm and was glad to run down the street after Charlie on a walk.) Charlie had The Suburbs going in the car last night and I thought, (a) I would have liked hearing that when I was 15 and (b) I had no idea to find how to music like that when I was 15; all I heard in my household was the BeeGees and the Bay City Rollers and I played Bach on the piano. A classmate gave me a tape of Ziggy Stardust and the Spiders From Mars and wandering in either Tower Records on Durant or another place on Bancroft in Berkeley, I found Sinéad O'Connor.
Beatles, Wiggles, Jimi Hendrix, Arcade Fire, all at once in a nice messy mix: It's 15 and you can listen to it for a lifetime (leading me to think, the one piece of advice I might give to parents with just-diagnosed-with-autism kids: skip the kiddy stuff, go straight for the Beatles.)