Well, it’s my last day guest posting here at feministe, and I just wanted to say thanks to my gracious hosts for letting me clutter up their site. I really appreciated the invitation, and it’s been a really interesting week. I’ve had several lively posts on here, so I thought I’d turn it down a notch for my final post. Nothing about children or parenting or sex-work or pornography. I thought about talking about BJ Thomas*, but, aside from my abiding love for Raindrops Keep Falling on My Head, what else is there to say?
Well, there is one thing.
See, the first cd player I ever owned was given to me one year for Christmas. It was a Big Gift. I still don’t know why, but my mother thought that BJ Thomas’ greatest hits was a great gift, as well. So, the second cd I ever owned was BJ Thomas. Now, at the time, I was listening to Nirvana, Stone Temple Pilots, Tool… that sort of thing. As you might imagine, BJ Thomas wasn’t exactly a hit with me. Much better was the first cd I ever owned- Flood, by They Might Be Giants. I still own that one, too. I’m actually a little surprised that it still plays. That was a pretty long time ago.
To this day, I still love TMBG, and Flood, in particular. If I’m feeling a little down, I can throw on “Birdhouse in Your Soul” and before the song is over, I’m tapping my foot and singing along. As more and more music is sold digitally online, I wonder if people will have as much attachment to particular albums. I really like that I can pick up the album. That I can look at the liner notes. That I can see the artwork. I like that I can remember road trips where I played that album.
So, anyone else still remember the first cd/tape/record they owned?
Have a particular album that always makes you tap your foot? That you can’t help singing along to?
Consider this an open invite to share- and thanks again, everyone!
See you around!
*Eh. I thought it was funny.