There's fair few I wanted to post
Got me to thinking I might write the 404'd again song over the weekend
If I can keep the lyrics the correct side of T's & C's. I'll post it.
This one drove my parents nuts as I played it constantly while learning to play guitar. I still have Rock n Roll Gypsies on my iPhone. Sniffa (axe man
in red) was a god!
Her memories will probably be made up of the PC, Nintendo DS & whatnot, whereas mine are of getting filthy having adventures, it's like kids don't
know how to be kids and she makes me feel old
She will never know how to make a tape recording off the radio! She doesn't even know what one is.
I'm failing her as an aunt and I just now promised myself I will give my niece this experience
Just need to find a tape now...
I was lucky that my dad had a tresure trove of LPs.
Thats a big black plastic disc with wiggly grooves, innit. Like a cd, but bigger and blacker.
He had all the later Beatles albums, CCR, Bob Dylan, 10cc, Simon and Garfunkel, C,S,N&Y, Niel Young's Harvest, Hank Williams sr, early Rolling
Stones, Johnny Cash, and more and more...
The first single I ever bought was "You can call me Al" from Paul Simon, when I was 13.
When I was 15, my Uncle who worked at a local bbc radio station Let me choose from the Album vaults of "what they would never play on local radio",
so I picked Jimi Hendrix "Are you experienced", Cocteau Twins "Bluebell knoll", The Velvet Underground (original warhol album and live in 1969),
Joy Division "Unknown Pleasures" and "Closer"
I still love all this music.
The first Albums I bought were "Born to Run"
and "The rise and fall of ziggy Stardust and the spiders from Mars"
Ziggy angered my parents, because I took the Label Warning literally...
..And I think "5 years" prepared me for all the doom-pron running up to 2012....
I can't even remember the first record or single i bought,but here's 2 of the earliest- i LOVE "You can call me Al"- reminds me of a very good
friend i used to have,a girl called Almerie-who was indeed very much like a bodyguard.I recall walking home from our regular nightclub when i was
20-and passing a car full of gansta-types who were shouting come-ons.I worked at the door of the nightclub,so we left really late after i cashed up,i
was pregnant,and she was very protective.She shouted back something like:"Eff off or i'll kick you in the nuts so hard you'll think you got
tonsilitis"-and it worked-they went back to whatever nefariousness they were occupied with