Image via WikipediaHere's a quick history of me and my record albums:
Age 4 - it was all about The Beatles. Those albums weren't mine, but they are now.
Age 9 - 12 I started my collection with mostly mellow sounds like Carole King, Joni Mithcell Cat Stevens, Simon and Garfunkle, Rod Stewart, Elton John. Then I discovered REAL MUSIC...rock and roll that soothed my soul. Pink Floyd, Zeppelin, Cream, Humble Pie, The Stones. I had about 100 albums or so by the time I moved out of my mom's house at age 19.
Came home one night and along with my strereo, they had been ripped off. My entire collection...gone.
Slowly rebuilt. Got all the ones I used to have and added more, U2, Springsteen, Bowie, The Clash, Iron Maiden, Van Halen, etc. etc. etc. Lets just say I had pretty much anything you could think of that was pop, rock or heavy metal. Around 200 albums.
Then....I went to church and to leave the ugly details out lets just say I believed the bullshit I was told and as a good Christian I TOSSED my entire record collection into the trash. Crying the whole time. But brainwashed to think I was doing it to please God (if there is a God he would never make me throw away Pink Floyd or any others).
I did make ONE exception. I kept Bruce, I had every album he'd done (still do) and justified that he didn't cuss or sing trashy songs so God would be okay with him.
People - is this sad or what?
Luckily, as sisters do, many of my albums were intermingled with hers, so a few years later I discovered that I still had about 50 records left (the stuff she liked more than me....)
Lesson: Never get brainwashed by a relilgion or cult. Never listen to anyone who tells you music is "wrong". Music is art, communitcion, poetry.
I'll take some photos of my remaining box of vinyl and post some here over the weekend.