Hosoi wrote:I had this friend when I was in grade school. For awhile she was my best buddy, although my favourite part about going to her house after school was the snacks her mom laid out.
You know the TV family the Flanders? I will call them the Flanders.
Thank you for that story; it was fantastic!
I can really track my musical development with bands and concerts--i'm sure we all can. My first concert was Motley Crue (who i still really like) and Warrant and the Bradley Center in Milwaukee in late 1989. It was the
Dr. Feelgood tour and they were clean and sober, lean and mean, or so the story goes. Tommy Lee had the electronic kit that went out over the crowd, plus he was just wearing a studded thong. When he got back to the stage after his solo, he mooned the crowd, and made a huge production out of the fact that he had just shown the crowd his ass.
Sadly, this night is what forever and to this day made me want to play drums in a rock band.
Saw a lot of hair metal shows after that--the KISS
Hot in the Shade tour, with Faster Pussycat (who i also still really like) and Slaughter (ugh). A Poison concert or two, with Warrant opening. The first time i ever made out with a girl was during Trixter's opening set on the Scorpions tour where "Winds of Change" was big. We made out during Trixter's power ballad, and i thought i was the fuckin' mack daddy for making out at a big concert like that.
Senior year of high school was when people started exposing me to non-"Epic" Faith No More, They Might be Giants, and of course, after the "grunge" explosion, Nirvana. Then one day, Skid Row came to the area with Soundgarden in tow. At this point, i was still a Skid Row fan, and was begrudgingly attempting to get into Soundgarden, because if Skid Row took them on tour, they must have been worth something, although i couldn't stand that "Outshined" song they were playing on the channel with the videos. However, Soundgarden proceeded to make Skid Row look like sillyass pretenders by solidly kicking my ass with a bunch of songs off
Louder Than Love. Thus began my drifting away from hair metal as a viable musical influence.
Flash forward to 1994. Been going to local punk shows, starting to understand what this whole "punk rock" and "indie rock" thing was all about...a friend of my roommate turned me on to Sebadoh and i was all over it. Then we went to Green Bay's venerable Elk's Lodge and i saw Jawbox, Brainiac, and Alligator Gun. Brainiac peeled the skin off my face and knocked my jaw off my head, and i haven't been the same since.