CDs, or worse still downloads, do not ****ing count. Sociologists link the decline of western civilisation to the disappearance of 33rpm 12" vinyl records. Among the many sad and shabby things that happened in this country during Margaret Thatcher's reign of terror, the advent of the CD was perhaps the worst, ushering in an era of bland and tragic music. However, I digress. What records had such an impact on you when you first played them, that they didn't leave your turntable at all for at least 6 months? I'll start, with the following; Bruce Springsteen, Born To Run. I was 14 when my dad bought me this record for Christmas, and i can still just about recite all the lyrics from heart. " The screen door slams, Mary's dress waves. Like a vision she dances across the porch as the radio plays. Roy Orbison singing for the lonely, hey that's me and I want you only, don't turn me home again, I just can't face myself alone again." Thanks, Bruce. Lynyrd Skynyrd, Gimme Back My Bullets. Man, those **** kicking hillbillies could rock up a storm. Enough to make we wish I came from Jackonsville, FLA. Sade, Smooth Operator. In my fantasy world, the title track was about me. In reality, I wasn't a smooth operator, I was for a short period of time a leary young drunk who'd shag anything. Bit Ms Adu provided the perfect soundtrack to this period of my misspent youth. So yours, then?
Anything by Paul Weller or Oasis, the greatest songs this nation has ever produced were written by one of the aforementioned.
I had this on what I believe was 7 inch vinyl. [video=youtube;NemkBVSnUt0]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NemkBVSnUt0[/video]
The B side of The Chicken Song: [video=youtube;v439zTOJVho]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=v439zTOJVho[/video]
They have a rollercoaster out in Orlando that lets you pick what song you want to listen to as it rips round the track. Was out for the last world cup and after boozin most of the day watchin England (I think) jumped on this rollercoaster and played a bit of hammer. Nothing like droppin to the ground at 70mph listening to this while your stomach contents start to make their way upwards.
Oh I don't know, must have been similar watching your club dragged kicking and screaming through the gutter before eventually dying like a helpless twat.
