Europopped, & introduced him to a song called Da Bop. I explained to him that this was sure to be a summer hit in Europe. When I pressed play, his face lit up with the excitement of recognition. "I remember singing this in school!" he said. Now, rarely have I ever seen someone who grew up in the USSR regard their childhood warmly, but here you have it: a simple, lovely song modernized to include a big, ballsy beat put a smile on the face of my POP-illiterate, anostalgic step-father.
PS - Check out Europopped for all things Euro-zone. He's got all the goodies & then some.