Linda Ronstadt Rocked My World. And then...
Audio: Show us cover art or share a track from the first band or solo artist you flipped for.
Submitted by Red Pen.
First record (that's right, vinyl). I bought it with my own money.
First rock concert I ever went to (I had to buy three tickets - and I bought good seats, too! - because I was twelve or thirteen and my parents wouldn't let me go without taking them along to supervise) - 1975 or 1976, I think - at Blossom Music Center in Cuyahoga Falls, Ohio. We were in the sixteenth row. My mom sniffed the air and whispered (loudly) to me: "Is that--marijuana?"
Now, there was a loaded question. I'm pretty damned sure my mother lived through the sixties and early seventies, and not in a bubble, either. So what was she really asking?
Next band I flipped for was...don't laugh...wait for it...
Oh, Lord. My college roommate and I used to dance around the dorm room and sing this to each other while we were getting dressed and ready for parties. Actually, we'd just crack up over this - she was in her early twenties before she got her first kiss, and there I was, a Junior in college at the age of sixteen, discovering boys for the first time and doing my level best to trash a two-year 4.0 GPA streak. We were such dorks. Nice dorks, though. The kind who liked ABBA and drank non-alcoholic sparkling cider from champagne glasses and felt "worldly" doing it.
Our favorite "party trick" was to get everyone else drunk, put ABBA on the stereo, and lip synch while doing dance moves like the ones in this video. We could be totally uninhibited in our dorkiness and rest assured our friends would not remember a thing to taunt us with the next day. Too bad so many girls, today, have that all bass-ackwards.
And now, I'll just leave you with this thought:
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I loved Linda Ronstadt. (knowing the name of her first band - The Stone Ponys - won several classmates and myself an A on an algebra exam and that I knew it at all stunned our teacher)
ABBA has some funny memories for us. My husband lived in Denmark when they won the Eurovision song contest and to this day can sing along with just about ANY ABBA tune. When Aaron was teeny tiny ABBA Gold was the CD that settled him.
I won a bet with J.J. over this:
http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/entertainment/music/4354028.stm
I kept hearing that sample in Madonna's song, and it bugged the @#$% out of me. He thought it was from something else, but "Gimme, Gimme, Gimme" is, well, part of that seedy, pre-party lip-synching/dancing past my college roomie and I had going, and was one of our favorite "decadent" songs. (Oh, G-d, were we innocent back then or what?) It drove me nuts, hearing it in Madonna's song, because it was just enough to get it running through my head - then the mental record would get stuck. And we'd be talking, so I couldn't get the ABBA song and the Madonna song and the conversationg untangled into their separate threads. Finally, one day we were all in the car (I think my father in law was with us, too) and it came on the radio - Madonna's song, that is - and I told everyone to "just shut up a sec!" and then immediately turned the radio down and sang it out. J.J. wanted to argue it was something else. K. sided with me. I think I won a quarter or something off that.
So, any time your husband wants to have a singalong... I think I know them all, too. I even bought Frida's solo album. But I really love Chess.