Okay, I'll play (late, as usual)
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carbonelWhat was the very first music (album, CD) you ever bought for yourself?
The first "Up With People" album. We'd been taught a couple of the songs in school, and there was something cool about seeing the actual album. I think I was 10.
Still have the album, too. I don't really agree with all of the focus of the UWP movement, but some of those songs are awfully catchy.
What music/artist/band that you once enjoyed/had a crush on is the most embarassing to admit to, nowadays?
I guess Neil Diamond would be the canonical example, but I'm not actually all that embarrassed. That's "enjoyed" -- I can't think of any musician that I've had a crush on.
What was the first big concert (held in a stadium size concert) you ever went to?
Does Ravinia count? If so, Peter, Paul, and Mary. I didn't have tickets for the pavilion, just sat on the grass and listened. If not, the first one was probably the "Charles Ives and his followers" 6-hour marathon in San Francisco that my father took our family to.
If you don't count either of those, I guess the next one was my first Grateful Dead concert at Alpine Valley, sometime in the 1980s.
The first "Up With People" album. We'd been taught a couple of the songs in school, and there was something cool about seeing the actual album. I think I was 10.
Still have the album, too. I don't really agree with all of the focus of the UWP movement, but some of those songs are awfully catchy.
What music/artist/band that you once enjoyed/had a crush on is the most embarassing to admit to, nowadays?
I guess Neil Diamond would be the canonical example, but I'm not actually all that embarrassed. That's "enjoyed" -- I can't think of any musician that I've had a crush on.
What was the first big concert (held in a stadium size concert) you ever went to?
Does Ravinia count? If so, Peter, Paul, and Mary. I didn't have tickets for the pavilion, just sat on the grass and listened. If not, the first one was probably the "Charles Ives and his followers" 6-hour marathon in San Francisco that my father took our family to.
If you don't count either of those, I guess the next one was my first Grateful Dead concert at Alpine Valley, sometime in the 1980s.
