September 17, 2016
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A fellow blogger has invited writers and bloggers to contribute to a 90s nostalgia-themed effort. While he’s open to just about anything, one of the elements he’d like to see are nostalgic pieces about Nirvana. I told him that I was more of a Pearl Jam fan and had never really got into Nirvana. A comment discussion ensued and, as a result, I spent much of today listening to Pearl Jam’s first album. One of the 26 albums that are on my top 5 albums of all time list.
September 9, 2016
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I think I’ve mentioned this in passing in previous posts, but I was reminded of the specific reason today. I grew up in the 70’s, really starting to get into music when I was in middle and high school. I remember liking the Eagles (I’m pretty sure Hotel California was one of, if not the first, album I ever purchased), Queen, Boston, Styx, Rush. You get the idea.
I was the youngest of four, so it’s possible that one of my siblings may have gotten into the Rolling Stones at some point, but I have no recollection of any of them doing the Stones thing. I remember my brother being into Deep Purple and Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin and KISS. The walls of his room were plastered with KISS posters. My sisters? I remember Three Dog Night and Andy Gibb and who knows who else. But no Stones. I wasn’t exposed to any of their early music until later on. And by that time, any impression I might develop of them was spoiled by this …
This song came on a Satellite Radio station today and it all came back to me. Emotional Rescue was released in 1980, when I was sixteen. It is what I think about when I think of the Rolling Stones. Yes, they have some classic songs from earlier in their career — Sympathy for the Devil, Paint it Black, You Can’t Always Get What You Want (a song I absolutely love) — but for me, this song will always mean the Stones to me and the Stones will always mean this song.
Here’s what it really sounds like to me …
Without fail, when I’m flipping through the stations on Satellite Radio, as soon as I see or hear that a song is the Stones, I skip to the next station. It’s not worth the risk. They are the most over-rated rock band in the history of music.