I grew up with two brothers, one who is nine years older than me, and one who is seven years older, as well as my big sis who is ten years older than me. My brothers, especially, had a big impact on a lot of the music I grew up listening to. They introduced me to the Beatles, AC/DC, the B-52s, Devo, the Clash, Warren Zevon, the Dead Kennedys, Bow Wow Wow, Oingo Boingo, the Plasmatics, the Runaways, Blondie, the Suburbs, Queen, Gary Numan...the list goes on, but it was never just the usual pop shit you’d hear on the top 40’s stations.
They had a stereo in the basement, and they’d crank the volume way the hell up so that the whole house would vibrate with the music. You could be upstairs and feel the music in the dinner plates set out on the dining room table.
My brothers were like the crack dealers of music. Come on – just try a little taste of The Clash. That’s right, just a taste.
"Hey, that REM you sold me last time gave me cotton mouth." |
It's a good thing you weren't around when I went through my Monkees phase.
ReplyDeleteHa! I actually like the Monkees, too.
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