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Sound Convict: #00002
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Date Convicted: 9/9/12
Location Convicted: Harrisburg, PA
- Permanently carrying one more chin than actually needed.
- Listening to The Cult way too much.
- Cock-out rockin’.
- Drinking excessively while playing air guitar.
- Messing with Texas.
- Fathering two children
Cities Crimes were Committed:
Chicago, Harrisburg, Huntington Beach, Orlando, Phoenix, Pittsburgh, Philadelphia, and many others (but not a single city in Texas).
|Sound Convictions for:
Blues and everything else, like:
Sound Convict’s Plea:
Through the wall, I used to listen to whatever my Dad was playing on the 8-track: Kiss (Destroyer), Nazareth (Hair of the Dog), ELO (II), and Heart (Dreamboat Annie). I remember these the most and even today certain songs instantly take me back to footy pajamas and a SpiderMan blanket.
When my much older (then teenage) brother and sister were around, I heard the sounds of Aerosmith, Led Zeppelin, Rolling Stones, Hendrix, Little Feat, Ozark Mountain Daredevils, and Charlie Daniels. I will never forget how raw those voices sounded to me. But they were raw in a different way than Nazareth or Kiss. I didn’t know it then, but I was falling in love with blues music.
My first boombox came loaded with Van Halen (1984). My next cassette was UTFO’s studio album. That, of course, that was complemented by “Roxanne’s Revenge.” Over the years I began collecting cassettes – one of the most notable of all was The Cult (Electric). I rocked out with my cock out (relax – Ilistened while getting dressed) and fell in love with the riffs that Billy belted out.
I detached the boombox from my shoulder sometime in my early teens and bought a decent Kenwood stereo. The speakers were about 3 feet tall and it blasted! It blasted Beastie Boys, Metallica, Stevie Ray Vaughn, Led Zeppelin, Ramones, Iggy Pop, Neil Young, and countless others. I acquired a taste for The Cure, Depeche Mode, Skinny Puppy, Ministry, Pantera, Tracy Chapman, Camper Van Beethoven, and became aware of many. Many more blues cats.
Today, I listen to music through a wireless system that is controlled by my cell phone, I attend blues festivals as often as possible, and shuffle my music player across the music universe.