I don't know why this should suddenly come into my head, but the first single I ever bought was Sandie Shaw: Puppet on a String. Of course I have spent the last umpteen years telling people it was Blackberry Way by The Move, but it wasn't.
The first album I ever owned was Sgt Pepper. It was given to me by a friend called James Macdonald who had been given two for his own birthday (11, 12?) and kindly passed one on to me. I didn't tell him that we had not the means to play it. He now is in America. Perhaps it was my ingratitude. I was unaware of music, and had no idea who the Beatles were. I never really caught up with them. As far as I was aware the only entertainment in the whole world was Radio 4 or live theatre. One of these was A GOOD IDEA, and one of them was a complete bore.
Now of course I am unable to miss The Archers for more than a few days, without getting severe abdominal cramps and a strong desire to ring my mother.
As a consequence of my sheltered upbringing, my copy of Sgt Pepper is virtually unplayed and has all the inserts and everything intact and almost untouched. The corner has been a little nibbled by woodworm, but that only makes it look like a Traffic album (they were always farting about with the cardboard on their sleeves, viz Low Spark of High Heeled Boys). I soon widened my scope from Eurovision songs. I failed entirely to buy Congratulations.
Telly didn't arrive until I was in my teens, and by then I had a little stereo, and had developed better taste (than Sandy. Although I manage to retain every annoying word in my head. It's as good as La La La by Kylie. Eye-eeee, wonder if one day that you say that you love me madly I'd gladly be there like a puppet on stri-ing).
I have no recollection of what my first album purchase was, but I suspect it was David Bowie (Ziggy) or Elton John (Goodbye Yellow Brick Road). And I would say it cost £1.20. I had an allowance of £6 per month (guilty absent father) plus of course obligatory top ups when the bank said I was overdrawn (shouldn't have been a guarantor should you, old chap!).
Since then I have amassed a little over 600 albums on vinyl and CD. Some are duplicates. With the advent of iTunes I now have duplicates of those too, on my Mac. And they say musicians are worried about royaties.
Can I get a refund from each of those 'artistes' whose work I have bought in more than one format? This is only partially a joke. Some I have had on Vinyl, CD, MD and now MP3 or 4. Santana, Bowie, Pink Floyd, Stones and others - you owe me money.
Stand easy.
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what is an MD? (sorry for being so thick)
MD? Mini Disc. Another (expensive) cul de sac that technology took us into
(only those easily lead, or those with someone who'd pay their overdraft off!)
didn't you ever buy tapes? when I first had a Sony Walkman, or rather when I had the first Sony Walkman, people looked at me as if I was from another planet (nothing's changed there) and I used to spend more money on batteries than tapes
used to spend hours making tapes with all my fave songs from my various vinyl, back-to-back. . . and had one shop bought tape that I played so much that it stretched. . .
you probably don't want to know any of this, so I'll stop reminiscing (sp?) now, shall I?
I only didn't include them because I never bought a single pre-recorded tape, well not new. But as I'm typing that I now realise it's wrong I did buy pre-recorded tapes: America, and Little Feat, for sure, but almost certainly 2nd hand (impoverished student in those days - needed tapes for car, but needed money for ale too). But nothing that I had already on vinyl. And I know I've got Pert Sounds on vinyl, and one of Prince's triple albums (did he do more than one?) whihc I bought for the old Walkman days in Richmond HMV when they were cheap.
So yes, I should have included tapes.
But not eight-track carts. Never had a single one of those.
er: Pet, not pert.
I used to listen to America
the band, not the country, that is
(have put something up for you, over at my new place)(I think you can get there thru Truth and honesty)
America! I used to play it all the time at college. It was on heavy rotation with Waiting for Columbus - Little Feat live. They played some on R2 the other day - Ventura Highway - and it still sounds really good. It means Ford Escorts, and open windows, and my mate Mark, and laughter, driving too fast, beer, countryside.
I'm going to go and download it. So shortly America shall owe me money too.
And I shall think of blbs now, not those other things.
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