Sounds like a blast M1! Wish we could all be there - the M1 Peep Brigade!
You'd likely have to disassociate yourself from us though - too rowdy! 
My Dad's major "passion" was music. I have his entire collection of 78s from the 30's and 40's and also all the reel to reel tapes he made. He'd "announce" the musical selections: "And now here's a great number by the Glenn Miller Orchestra" (I really should take them somewhere and have them made into a CD).
I only have to hear the first few bars of most of those songs to identify them. It's no wonder, when you consider that I started hearing that music on a daily basis, beginning when I was
lying in my bassinet. I must've inherited Dad's music mania because I've seen almost every great performer of "our generation", starting with the Beatles when I was 11.
Dad loved the Dorseys, but his special favorite was Jimmy with Bob Eberly and (drum roll!)
Helen O'Connell. He'd "serenade" me with some of his favorite musical selections - especially "Amapola" (does anyone remember that popular song from 1941?), "Green Eyes",
and Harry James' "Sleepy Lagoon":
A sleepy lagoon, a tropical moon and two on an island
A sleepy lagoon and two hearts in tune in some lullabyland
The fireflies' gleam reflects in the stream
They sparkle and shimmer
A star from on high falls out of the sky
And slowly grows dimmer
The leaves from thetrees all dance in the breeze
And float on the ripples
We're deep in a spell as nightingales tell
of roses and dew
The memory of this moment of love
Will haunt me forever
A tropical moon, a sleepy lagoon, and you.
I'd roll my eyes & groan: "Oh DAD! Not 'Sleepy Lagoon" AGAIN!" 
m2