So I'm sifting through Google Reader trying to catch up. My work week's been a bit%^$ and I've fallen behind again. (Damn you guys for being so good at posting). I come across Mrs. 4444's post "Music that takes you back." A fun post about a student that tries to introduce her to that new Korn song "Brick in the wall". I'd go read it if you haven't already done so. Good stuff!
In the post she's curious to know about people associations with music to events. My goodness. For me, that's like a lot of posts. If you follow me on Twitter, you know how much music is a part my day and life.
This post reminded me of a similar event.
I'd only been married a short while. I was working as an assistant manager of a local music/book/movies store. You see a lot of strange things in a music store. Teenagers are always really interesting because they lack any knowledge of music. Understanding the origins of most new songs escapes the mind of a 13 year old. Everything is new and there is no such things as cover songs.
Let's preface the following story with the fact that Pink Floyd is one of my favorite bands. They are the only band that I've seen on 2 separate tours. My first Internet nickname was 'Gilmour', after the last name of the band's lead guitarist.
While working straightening bins in the music store, I had a young kid in his early teens browsing the Pink Floyd CD's. Looking very disappointed, he stopped after a couple of minutes and was walking towards the door, I asked him if there was anything I could help him find.
"No, this store is lame and there's no way an old guy like you would know what I'm looking for." (I was 27)
"Try me," I said.
"There's a new song by Pink Floyd called 'We don't need no education' but you don't have it."
"Sure we do. It's track 5 side 1 album 1 of the vinyl version or just track 5 of disk 1 of the CD. The real name of the song is "Another Brick in the Wall, Part 2". (No, seriously, I'm that into music and knew it)
"Ha ha. I'm not stupid. You don't know what you are talking about. It's a new song." (It's 1998) He huffed out of the store.
Needless to say, I lost the sale.
Sunday, February 08, 2009
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Posted by OhCaptain at 12:51 AM
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And that is why 13 year olds aren't allowed to vote.
But how could you know anything - over 20! Jeez, no "good" music existed before (whichever teen in question) became a teen!
He was shoplifting... and needed to get out..
Treated! (as my teenager would say)
BTW, my cousin painted his dorm room wall to look like that album cover. He was (obviously) a big fan, too.
The young whippersnapper! Why, you should have cleaned his clock. That'd learn him proper. Why, back in my day...
Did he have that snarly face on too?
I worked in a record shop too and loved it. We used to get backstage passes for the local venue. One of the other lads who worked there on Saturdays looked just like Paul Weller and people used to point at him and I when we went out together to gigs.
(it was late 1970's)
Pink Floyd!!!!! I think that I have died and gone to bloggy heaven with your post......
I love Pink Floyd. And who could ever resist the Rolling Stones?
Steady On,
Reggie Girl
WeaslMomma - thank god.
seashore subjects - strange, why I was teen, we were really big into following the roots of bands. We were weird.
FOF - You might think that, but my experience was the shoplifters didn't ask questions even when help was offered.
Melisa - sounds like a fantastic dorm room. I'm jealous.
Tom - We weren't allowed to clean clocks. Customer service was job one :)
Tismee - Record store jobs were the greatest. Backstage passes would have been awesome. I grew up in a small town. So we just got promo disks...still not a bad thing.
Reggie Girl - Thanks for stopping by! I don't know how you could resist the Rolling Stones. Glad to meet another fan!
I may have not only lost the sale, but after the things I would've said, it's likely I would've also lost my job.
What the hell did he know??? He must have come from the Dark Side of The Moon!
Good one ya old fart :) It's nice to one up a smart ass. Great story!
Isn't fun when us old farts get to show up those young whipper snappers?
I hate teenagers.
Even when I WAS a teenager, I hated teenagers.
I am actually with LiteralDan on that one, I was so happy to turn 20 and have the teen blemish removed, unfortunately at 22 I was mistaken for a freshman, a high school freshman! By a high schooler! The teacher I was visiting told her I was a senior, I added "In college" because he didn't think to and I so knew "freshie" did not mean college freshman, lol. She looked quite shocked that I was getting ready to graduate college. So I only have one year and change left of youth and I'll be an old fart like the rest of you hehehe!
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