Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Monday, August 24, 2009
Send me some of your stories & photos,you music geeks!
The idea of this blog is to post short stories of people and their love affair for music. There's a lot of people who collect music,for a hobby or because they love it so much. You don't have to be a audiophile, it's about how much you love music. Then there's people who will do anything to meet a band, or get tickets to see a band. There's also people that might have gone to a concert but something strange,unusual,or weird happened. These are all valid stories. Some stories can be about you collecting a particular artists, or band. And what lengths you went to to get everything. Some things could be simple stories about why music matters most to you. Photos are encouraged, because I think looking at someone's record racks that are bulging is a beautiful thing. I also think photos of your memorabilia is also cool,even if it's a small piece of bed sheet the Beatles slept on. I think it's all worthy. I also love photos of people's stereo systems,and how they set up their music to listen to. My guess is that this is a secret subculture of people who are geeks like like me and 20 of my other geek friends. Then when we get together,what do we talk about? Music.
For photos, please make sure you send in jpg photos please. And if you want to self edit something too personal ,do it. Send photos in a smaller format like 200 x 400 pixels or 400 x 400 pixels in size, reason for that is, email is super slow with large photos.
Block out anything super personal, using the paint program or whatever you feel comfortable with.
So start compiling your stuff and send it here. I already have people very interested in telling some usual stories of how they went out to record their favorite bands or how far they traveled to see a band. I'm not going to post or print stores of real people's names, just a first name, and nothing else. It's up to you, submit it with a fake name,I don't care. I'm not affiliated with the feds. So I don't care what you've done.
Oh, and sure we're going to post some music along with these posts.
I just want to hear from other music fanatics, and music geeks. I know you're out there hiding in your house, and playing your records.
For photos, please make sure you send in jpg photos please. And if you want to self edit something too personal ,do it. Send photos in a smaller format like 200 x 400 pixels or 400 x 400 pixels in size, reason for that is, email is super slow with large photos.
Block out anything super personal, using the paint program or whatever you feel comfortable with.
So start compiling your stuff and send it here. I already have people very interested in telling some usual stories of how they went out to record their favorite bands or how far they traveled to see a band. I'm not going to post or print stores of real people's names, just a first name, and nothing else. It's up to you, submit it with a fake name,I don't care. I'm not affiliated with the feds. So I don't care what you've done.
Oh, and sure we're going to post some music along with these posts.
I just want to hear from other music fanatics, and music geeks. I know you're out there hiding in your house, and playing your records.
This is from "Jon"
Ha! I was just reminiscing about riding my bike into "the ghetto" when I was a kid. The suburban record stores where I grew up refused to stock records by Black artists. That was in the mid sixties and I was around 13 years old. That was considered an incredibly daring thing to do, and my friends and I were considered crazy by our peers. On my first trip I came back with a 45 of BB King, "The Woman I Love." It was not one of BB's hits. I wish I still had that record. Record stores in Black neighborhoods had fantastic oldies bins with hundreds of 45's at discount prices. White stores only sold the latest top 40 stuff.
This was all in suburban New Jersey, around Paterson and Ridgewood. I wish I still had those records, but do not miss that racist time and place.
This was all in suburban New Jersey, around Paterson and Ridgewood. I wish I still had those records, but do not miss that racist time and place.
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