When I googled “Music for love making”, my 59 year old self had a shock. No longer Barry White and the Isleys – it’s Justin Bieber, Ed Sheeran and more Justin Bieber. How times have moved on.
More interesting would be the very worst music for love making. I would say National Anthems are probably pretty bad, but I think Flight of the Bumblebee is probably the least appropiate.
And James Last arranged it for trumpets, in harmony – from the days when violin players looked like innkeepers, not supermodels.