Cosmic Harmony
Senior Member
- Joined
- Dec 8, 2009
- Posts
- 12,935
- Reaction score
- 25
You're going to go watch "The Matrix"? 
How did you get into rock music? What's your story?
- Thread starter Foxhound
- Start date
Tattoo'd Lady
Scentless Apprentice
i got into rock music before i got into any other music.
i remember when i was younger, 10 year and under, my dad would play a rock radio station around the house and some songs i liked and others i didn't, but i enjoyed hearing it even though i never really knew what or who was playing. but then on my 13th birthday, about 6 years ago, i got one of the most important presents of my life. it was a box and inside it held 5 cds:
Let It Bleed - the Rolling Stones
Led Zeppelin I - Led Zeppelin
Electric Ladyland - Jimi Hendrix Experience
Master of Reality - Black Sabbath
The Doors - The Doors
i loved those albums. i still do, they all remain to be some of my favorite albums of all time. over time, i got more into these artists and other much like them. i really began exploring music around age 15 to find other types of music and artists that interested me and just kept on exploring out of curiosity.
i remember when i was younger, 10 year and under, my dad would play a rock radio station around the house and some songs i liked and others i didn't, but i enjoyed hearing it even though i never really knew what or who was playing. but then on my 13th birthday, about 6 years ago, i got one of the most important presents of my life. it was a box and inside it held 5 cds:
Let It Bleed - the Rolling Stones
Led Zeppelin I - Led Zeppelin
Electric Ladyland - Jimi Hendrix Experience
Master of Reality - Black Sabbath
The Doors - The Doors
i loved those albums. i still do, they all remain to be some of my favorite albums of all time. over time, i got more into these artists and other much like them. i really began exploring music around age 15 to find other types of music and artists that interested me and just kept on exploring out of curiosity.
Gabble Ratchet
Senior Member
Take the blue pill and go further down the rabbit hole. Do you suppose it's the same rabbit hole that one might find the white rabbit in?
^^umm... I feel I may be mistaken on my classic rock beginnings...
I found the first CD mix I ever burned and it starts off with all this 90s pop punk, pop rock stuff, but then.... Drift Away by Dobie Gray is on it.... I must have heard that even before AC/DC, wow... interesting
Foxhound
retired
Music itself has pretty much been my life's soundtrack as far back as I can remember. My dad would have his stereo tuned to one of the new FM stations playing MOR or Jazz, late 60's style. He would spin albums from Dean Martin, Frank, The Four Freshman, Ames Brothers, Rosemary Clooney, Herb Alpert, Tom Jones (my mom's favorite) and Dusty Springfield. He also loved those military big bands like the James Last Orchestra and polkas - many a Saturday night, after a few beers, the volume went up and the folks were dancing in the basement recroom! It was terrific.
Having a brother and sister, 4 years older - twins, they were 12 in 1971 so they were tuning into the local hit AM stations like WRIT and WOKY. I remember hearing things like "It's a British Invasion Weekend!" or "vote for your favorite band in the Battle of the Bands weekend!". I liked it. All three of us also received our own transistor radios for xmas around 1970. My brother started acquiring Beatle albums around 71-72 and both of them started building album collections around 73-74 so I would hear what they were listening to. I knew I liked it but that's as far as it went.
When I was 13, I began exploring these albums on my own in ernest. With headphones firmly in place, I twisted my melon to Aerosmith - Get Your Wings, Zep - Physical Grafitti, Traffic - Dr Mr Fantasy, The Who - Who's Next, Stones - Flowers, Creedence Gold and many more as well as tuning into the FM stations by my own choice. Looking back, as I began listening to hip FM stations, it seemed like a "rite of passage" - It wasn't just the stereo playing by someone else's choice, it was MY choice now! I bought my first album (double album no less!) when I was 14 - Zep's The Song Remains The Same. I remember clutching it under my left arm as I biked home from Walgreens, thrilled with my purchase, although it was expensive. $5.95!
A pivotal moment came when my brother began bringing home "mix" cassette tapes. One of his buds from school would make them. I snatched up one of them and man, I was stunned. It was "other" rock I hadn't yet been exposed to. BOC - Cities On Flame, Jeff Beck - Blue Wind, Tull - Hunting Girl, Kansas - Child Of Innocence, Roxy Music - Out Of The Blue, Lou Reed - Sweet Jane, Blue Cheer - Out Of Focus, Black Sabbath - Wizard and many more among the gems on that tape. I played it endlessly. I suppose from there, the rest is history as they say.
Having a brother and sister, 4 years older - twins, they were 12 in 1971 so they were tuning into the local hit AM stations like WRIT and WOKY. I remember hearing things like "It's a British Invasion Weekend!" or "vote for your favorite band in the Battle of the Bands weekend!". I liked it. All three of us also received our own transistor radios for xmas around 1970. My brother started acquiring Beatle albums around 71-72 and both of them started building album collections around 73-74 so I would hear what they were listening to. I knew I liked it but that's as far as it went.
When I was 13, I began exploring these albums on my own in ernest. With headphones firmly in place, I twisted my melon to Aerosmith - Get Your Wings, Zep - Physical Grafitti, Traffic - Dr Mr Fantasy, The Who - Who's Next, Stones - Flowers, Creedence Gold and many more as well as tuning into the FM stations by my own choice. Looking back, as I began listening to hip FM stations, it seemed like a "rite of passage" - It wasn't just the stereo playing by someone else's choice, it was MY choice now!
I bought my first album (double album no less!) when I was 14 - Zep's The Song Remains The Same. I remember clutching it under my left arm as I biked home from Walgreens, thrilled with my purchase, although it was expensive. $5.95!A pivotal moment came when my brother began bringing home "mix" cassette tapes. One of his buds from school would make them. I snatched up one of them and man, I was stunned. It was "other" rock I hadn't yet been exposed to. BOC - Cities On Flame, Jeff Beck - Blue Wind, Tull - Hunting Girl, Kansas - Child Of Innocence, Roxy Music - Out Of The Blue, Lou Reed - Sweet Jane, Blue Cheer - Out Of Focus, Black Sabbath - Wizard and many more among the gems on that tape. I played it endlessly. I suppose from there, the rest is history as they say.
kath
astronomy domino's™
{disclaimer: i've just decided to completely scrap the idea of tryin to remember what i've already written before and where i've written it. yep. i am treating this board as tabula rasa, kinda like my brain. so be it, and yeehaw.}
my musical story...
i started early. i started everything early. three older sibs who were music freaks helped. didn't take me long before i was stealing their stuff and playing their singles on my fisher-price record player. as soon as i inherited my first crappy stereo, i was mutilating hand-me-down beatles albums before i hit first grade. (some years ago, i found one of my second grade notebooks in a box in the attic~~i had written out the lyrics to the song "help!" in my big, loopy childhood scrawl. ah, a poster child for meds before there were meds.)
my closest brother was the real influence. he was three years older, infinitely ahead of his time, majorly groovy. he was handing me aqualung, made in japan, and fragile when i was still in elementary school. he taught me how to play guitar... well, he tried, anyway. he played rock/blues/classical himself, self-taught. when the 70s ended, he became alt dj at WTUL and helped usher me into the 80s, his next wave of influence, just in time for me to start college. i don't know how i would've turned out without him, in pace requiescat.
my parents were music lovers in a different way... my ma, classical (played classical piano, i remember hearing her play tchaikovsky while i'd build forts under the grand piano)... while my dad played trombone during the war. he loved jazz, delta blues, and assorted other crap. my dad took me to my first concerts. i was on his shoulders for the carpenters when i was 9, neil diamond when i was 11. by the next year, i was sneakin off to the stones in baton rouge, without the pa, needless to say, but that's a whole nuther story.
by the time i was 13, all i really cared about, aside from long-haired droogie guys with muscle cars and shit-eatin grins, was music. i spent every spare dime that came my way on albums and concerts. school supply money? clothes money? christmas money? money i was sposed to spend on meds when i was sick? grocery money? it didn't matter. i didn't care about clothes. i didn't care about anything. music. i got into people via their record collections, and i still remember most of em that way. i still have the same acoustic guild i got through a trade when i was fourteen, and even though i still play it suckily, that guitar is like a road map of my life. it looks like it, too, banged up, scarred, lined, weathered... just like me.
it wasn't until later that music had to take a lesser role in my life. i got married to the future exhole and immediately started spawning. got uber serious in school, in my job. had to struggle to make ends meet, had to work extra jobs, yaddayaddayadda. didn't help that the life form i was married to was *not* mr. music (he once fell asleep at a fucquin pink floyd concert, fer chrissakes.) i missed much of what went on from the late 80s to the late 90s, and i've been tryin to make up for it ever since.
mind ya, as luck would have it, i met reap... music freak extraordinaire, knight in shining fucquin armor, and the bearer of an ass to die for. ::swoon::.
oops. got distracted. que sera, seraaaaaaaa.
my musical story...
i started early. i started everything early. three older sibs who were music freaks helped. didn't take me long before i was stealing their stuff and playing their singles on my fisher-price record player. as soon as i inherited my first crappy stereo, i was mutilating hand-me-down beatles albums before i hit first grade. (some years ago, i found one of my second grade notebooks in a box in the attic~~i had written out the lyrics to the song "help!" in my big, loopy childhood scrawl. ah, a poster child for meds before there were meds.)
my closest brother was the real influence. he was three years older, infinitely ahead of his time, majorly groovy. he was handing me aqualung, made in japan, and fragile when i was still in elementary school. he taught me how to play guitar... well, he tried, anyway. he played rock/blues/classical himself, self-taught. when the 70s ended, he became alt dj at WTUL and helped usher me into the 80s, his next wave of influence, just in time for me to start college. i don't know how i would've turned out without him, in pace requiescat.
my parents were music lovers in a different way... my ma, classical (played classical piano, i remember hearing her play tchaikovsky while i'd build forts under the grand piano)... while my dad played trombone during the war. he loved jazz, delta blues, and assorted other crap. my dad took me to my first concerts. i was on his shoulders for the carpenters when i was 9, neil diamond when i was 11. by the next year, i was sneakin off to the stones in baton rouge, without the pa, needless to say, but that's a whole nuther story.
by the time i was 13, all i really cared about, aside from long-haired droogie guys with muscle cars and shit-eatin grins, was music. i spent every spare dime that came my way on albums and concerts. school supply money? clothes money? christmas money? money i was sposed to spend on meds when i was sick? grocery money? it didn't matter. i didn't care about clothes. i didn't care about anything. music. i got into people via their record collections, and i still remember most of em that way. i still have the same acoustic guild i got through a trade when i was fourteen, and even though i still play it suckily, that guitar is like a road map of my life. it looks like it, too, banged up, scarred, lined, weathered... just like me.
it wasn't until later that music had to take a lesser role in my life. i got married to the future exhole and immediately started spawning. got uber serious in school, in my job. had to struggle to make ends meet, had to work extra jobs, yaddayaddayadda. didn't help that the life form i was married to was *not* mr. music (he once fell asleep at a fucquin pink floyd concert, fer chrissakes.) i missed much of what went on from the late 80s to the late 90s, and i've been tryin to make up for it ever since.
mind ya, as luck would have it, i met reap... music freak extraordinaire, knight in shining fucquin armor, and the bearer of an ass to die for. ::swoon::.
oops. got distracted. que sera, seraaaaaaaa.
architect
Supine In The Sunshine
- Joined
- Mar 21, 2010
- Posts
- 3,475
- Reaction score
- 18
I had always listened to music my whole life. I was exposed to diferent types of music through my family. My mom and dad listened to 1950's-1960's oldies and classical, and my sister was into pop and dance music, and my brother was into Van Halen and heavy metal. I grew up in the MTV era when MTV still played videos! So as influences go, I'm pretty well rounded. I listen to everthing except for country, rap, and anything made in the last ten years.
But my real introduction to my obsession with music came when I taped the Knebworth 1990 concert on MTV. Pink Floyd was the last band to play and they blew me away. I have been obsessed ever since.
But my real introduction to my obsession with music came when I taped the Knebworth 1990 concert on MTV. Pink Floyd was the last band to play and they blew me away. I have been obsessed ever since.
Spike
Rock & Soul Archaelogist
It was sometime in '62. I remember three greaser friends -- duck tails, pegged pants, Cuban heels -- trying to sing Duke of Earl, Soldier Boy and Sherry as we walked to school in the 6th grade. I asked them what this was about and they told me to listen to CKLW. I did and I was hooked.
Similar threads
