What is your earliest musical memory ?

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If only for a moment.....
Can you remember the first piece of music that made any kind of impression on you that you actually can recall ? What was the piece and roughly how old were you ?
 
Big Bopper Chantilly Lace.

:)

I was about 8 yrs old and actually a bit too young to be into 50's stuff but this tune just made me want to grab my toilet paper roll and sing into it while dancing like a dork.

In fact, I still remember the words.....
:D
 
In fact, it was shortly after that I wrote my very first song.
It was cheesy.
:)
 
The earliest i can recall, I would have been between six and eight years old. It would have been my Grandmother playing "Sentimental Journey" on her Victrola. She played that record over and over.
 
I was about 6 or 7 when I heard the theme song from Bonanza on TV. The guitar stuck out like crazy in my mind.
 
I don't know, it's hard to remember that far back. I was going after my folks Beatles records pretty early...they have pictures of me as a toddler in headphones, but I don't remember most of that. I vaguely remember whacking my dad on the head with a fireplace poker while Maxwell's Silver Hammer was playing, thinking it would be funny. I remember being confused and scared when he screamed and blood came out. I remember constantly trying to form a band with my little sister....pretty much just cuz she was there. I remember going through a lot of suitcase-style toy record players. I remember crying so hard about John Lennon my mom let me stay home from school the next day and I taped all the special retrospective shows off the radio by leaning my little cassette deck against the speakers of the big stereo. That was later on though...I was probably 8 or 9.
 
I honestly hadn't thought/ remembered this memory since it happened probably. I remember hearing 'Follow the drinking gourd' from an old album my mom had. I can still remember Feeling something. It was deep. I could hear more than just a voice on the stereo. I didn't understand the feelings, but they were definitely stirred within me. I can remember asking my mom what the words meant. Then I really didn't understand.

I think I was 4.
 
14, my first encounter with pot and Dark Side of the Moon was just released. I was at this guy place and everyone was sitting around listening to it. The guy who was in the background laughing, well, it really freaked me out at the time. I don't think I will ever forget that. Now I have Dark Side of the Moon on SACD 5.1 and the laugh is even more pronounced, but I don't freak out ('cause I'm not smoking pot).
 
DM60 said:
14, my first encounter with pot and Dark Side of the Moon was just released. I was at this guy place and everyone was sitting around listening to it.
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I can only hope you weren't also watching that bedeviled Wizard of Oz..
 
fat_fleet said:
. I remember crying so hard about John Lennon my mom let me stay home from school the next day
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Now there is a thread all of it's own, "How many pop stars have you cried so hard over ?", whoops, I mean "Excuses we've given that enabled us to stay off school/miss work/ be late"........
fat_fleet said:
I vaguely remember whacking my dad on the head with a fireplace poker while Maxwell's Silver Hammer was playing, thinking it would be funny.
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Your sense of humour has been nothing if not consistent down the years........:D
 
grimtraveller said:
Now there is a thread all of it's own, "How many pop stars have you cried so hard over ?", whoops, I mean "Excuses we've given that enabled us to stay off school/miss work/ be late"......
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Sheesh, for me it's just Lennon, pretty much cuz I was so young and he was my first music hero. I got a little misty-eyed over Sandy Denny, but that was like 20 years after she died. :)
 
fat_fleet said:
I got a little misty-eyed over Sandy Denny, but that was like 20 years after she died
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At the turn of the century I was in Malta and I read a biography of her called "No more sad refrains" and I felt a similar way but without the tears. The tragedy of her life was kind of summed up by her death.
 
fat_fleet said:
Oh you cried, admit it you big macho lump.
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Well I did, but not because of Sandy, it was the diarrhoea that was about to leak out after three people wouldn't let me use their loo and the half mile run back to the apartment and discovering the lift didn't work and I'd just missed the other one........
 
The Monkees, not sure exaclty what song - probably all of them. I was probably 6 years old. There were these plastic toy badminton racquets in the house and my friends and I would use them to pretend to play guitar, and sing along with Davy and the boys. Then I became aware there was a real band called the The Beatles. So I took all of my sister's Beatles records. It was ok, she was more into Peter, Paul, and Mary anyway.
 
fat_fleet said:
I can only hope you weren't also watching that bedeviled Wizard of Oz..
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Hard to sync an LP and 8 MM, besides, I think only rich people could get movies like this at the time. I was a poor kid running the streets, didn't have access to that kind of stuff.
 
My dad was a big band drummer - and I remember being on the bandstand (maybe about 3-4 years old) sitting on his trap case behind the band. I remember the rush when the horns would kick in and my dad would hit a cymbal to accent the horns. I remember seeing a lot of people dancing, feeling the energy of the crowd and the sound of the applause. I don't know what songs they were (I'm sure some big band swing) - but I remember that I knew very clearly that I was going to be a musician. It was about 8 years later before I had a paying gig in front of a crowd - and it wasn't a big band (I don't think there was even a stage) - but I remember thinking it was the greatest moment of my young life!
 
I have two memories, both from when I was about six and living in Somaliland (which was a British Protectorate then).

The first was walking to school and hearing a Somali work crew singing a work chant as they fixed the road with picks and shovels, and singing along.

The second was humming "Scotland the Brave" in a nasally bagpipe voice in the back of the car as we drove along, much to my parents' irritation.
 
I think the songs from re-runs of The Wizard of Oz when I was a kid, but the ones that really stuck with me was the albums Camelot and South Pacific (or whatever the names) that my teacher played in Kindergarten. I still remember bits and pieces today.
 
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