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Mar. 9th, 2007
It's Meme-in' time!
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kittytoes, I wasn't tagged or anything, just in a blabby mood....
Beatles - The "Red" Album Literally one of the first two albums I ever owned (along with Simon & Garfunkel's greatest hits). It was gifted to me along with one of those old-fashioned record players with the arm so you could stack albums up, or at least get them really scratchy. This started a lifelong passion for Beatles music (Mr. Tiki is a Beatlemaniac as well), but also started to spring those terrible collecting tendencies. Having the Beatles greatest hits, I soon branched out to find the albums, and then wouldn't rest until I'd located the original British versions of all the albums, plus a few singles, just so I could have terrible B-sides like "You Know My Name, Look Up the Number" in my collection.
Elvis Costello - Armed Forces This album came into my life during a period of musical "dormancy." I was a kid during the 70s, and basically, hated the music. Never warmed up to disco, thought Peter Frampton was a punk, had no truck with ELP. It was seeing a brief snippet of Elvis sneering "Watching the Detectives" that suddenly launched me out to a record store. He looked so pissed off about something! And, hey, I was pissed off about.....something, too!
REM - Radio Free Europe God, how much did I love these guys? What was Michael Stipe singing about anyway? Who knows, make up your own words.
Nirvana - Nevermind I probably listen to Pearl Jam more nowadays, but I can't forget how bracing it was to hear this music back in 91. One time, one of the local DJs drummed up some controversy about how the name "Nirvana" was supposedly in dispute, and he'd been ordered to cease playing the group until it was resolved. Instead, he decided to play Smells Like Teen Spirit over and over and over and over, maybe for a half hour, maybe for an hour. I was in grad school at the time, blasting KNDD over a little red boombox in my lab, dancing, and not caring who the hell saw me.
Guided by Voices - Isolation Drills One of those times in my life when music pulled me though. I spent a horrible year working for a fascistic clothing company, and after a day of having my boss scream at me, I'd slip this CD into the little Walkman thingie, plug that into my Honda Civic's cassette deck, and then Chase Heather Crazy all the way across the 520 bridge.
kittytoes, I wasn't tagged or anything, just in a blabby mood....List five albums that really influenced your life. And give a short reason for how or why.
Beatles - The "Red" Album Literally one of the first two albums I ever owned (along with Simon & Garfunkel's greatest hits). It was gifted to me along with one of those old-fashioned record players with the arm so you could stack albums up, or at least get them really scratchy. This started a lifelong passion for Beatles music (Mr. Tiki is a Beatlemaniac as well), but also started to spring those terrible collecting tendencies. Having the Beatles greatest hits, I soon branched out to find the albums, and then wouldn't rest until I'd located the original British versions of all the albums, plus a few singles, just so I could have terrible B-sides like "You Know My Name, Look Up the Number" in my collection.
Elvis Costello - Armed Forces This album came into my life during a period of musical "dormancy." I was a kid during the 70s, and basically, hated the music. Never warmed up to disco, thought Peter Frampton was a punk, had no truck with ELP. It was seeing a brief snippet of Elvis sneering "Watching the Detectives" that suddenly launched me out to a record store. He looked so pissed off about something! And, hey, I was pissed off about.....something, too!
REM - Radio Free Europe God, how much did I love these guys? What was Michael Stipe singing about anyway? Who knows, make up your own words.
Nirvana - Nevermind I probably listen to Pearl Jam more nowadays, but I can't forget how bracing it was to hear this music back in 91. One time, one of the local DJs drummed up some controversy about how the name "Nirvana" was supposedly in dispute, and he'd been ordered to cease playing the group until it was resolved. Instead, he decided to play Smells Like Teen Spirit over and over and over and over, maybe for a half hour, maybe for an hour. I was in grad school at the time, blasting KNDD over a little red boombox in my lab, dancing, and not caring who the hell saw me.
Guided by Voices - Isolation Drills One of those times in my life when music pulled me though. I spent a horrible year working for a fascistic clothing company, and after a day of having my boss scream at me, I'd slip this CD into the little Walkman thingie, plug that into my Honda Civic's cassette deck, and then Chase Heather Crazy all the way across the 520 bridge.
File under, "I can't believe they actually make that for Stitch," this piece is bigger than it looks (50 cm, according to the auction description). So, what's it supposed to be? You know how you hang rugs out on the line and whack 'em with a stick to freshen 'em up? Well, that's what this is for. This is the official Stitch head rug beater. Dang. So, in Japan, you can beat your Stitch comforter with your Stitch comforter-beater.
