Sadly, Andy Williams epitomised, for me at least, everything that seriously annoyed the living sh*t out of me in the 60's. Whilst my parents apparently couldn't get enough of him, I, on the other hand, preferred Hendrix, et al. My grandchildren will likely say the same of Radiohead in years to come, but I probably won't give a monkey's by then.
These days, although day-to-day audio fodder for the masses is now 'decided' by shows such as X-Factor, it would be quite nice to think that my grandchildren might also prefer listening to something a little less mainstream. However, I really do fear for the cultural future of this once-proud nation since John Peel went a bit mouldy.