When people say that they have a passion for music, I would bet that 100% of them do not like all music. They might dislike heavy metal. Or be able to leave all forms of classical well alone. Chances are that country and western will not be on their radar at the same time as ambient dance.
However, when we say that we have a passion for birds, we do not seem to discriminate. We embrace all species.There will be times when effort might not be put into seawatching, or working ones way through a flock of gulls, but they are not totally shunned. Nobody turns their back on a wagtail because it is one, although music buffs may well turn off Katy Perry when she comes on the radio, or refuse to listen to any nose flute music.Why are we so all-inclusive? Is it because we only have a limited number of species to look at? I like to think that there are paralells to be drawn between musical taste and birding...
This is the free-form jazz of the bird world. Difficult to embrace, takes a lot of interpretation and relies a lot upon wallowing in minutiae.
The punk of the bird world. Old school meant sleeping rough, hitching, looking wild. The new twitching is a cleaned up version, like a tribute band or the reforming of middle-aged, overweight men (hello John Lydon...)
Local RSPB group outings
A Phil Collins greatest hits box-set...
Talons, death machines in flight, big barn doors overhead - it has to be heavy metal.
We like to think we're Iggy Pop, but we're more like Coldplay
Imagine listening to the entire work of Neil Young, chronologically jumbled - moments of sheer brilliance punctuated with tedium.
Worthy, steady and not rocking any boats - a bit like being at a folk festival.
I'm sure you can come up with your own.