Circa 1983 on my first plane ride alone, aged about 10, from CA to GA, headphones plugged into the armrest with the ashtray inside: ‘The Tide Is High’ by Blondie was the first ‘grown-up’ song I recall that grabbed me.
I got really lucky. The first adult song that ever grabbed to me was Kansas’s Carry On My wayward son.
I had never heard it before and on a family road trip to Florida I got to buy a cassette and I saw the art and I thought it looked good so I bought it and popped it into my little cassette player and I’m just writing down the road bored as hell my brother and sister picking on me.
All of a sudden “Carry on my wayward son” came on and my little preteen mind was completely blown.
Talking post-Sesame Street/Mister Rogers/Electric Co. tunes
Circa 1983 on my first plane ride alone, aged about 10, from CA to GA, headphones plugged into the armrest with the ashtray inside: ‘The Tide Is High’ by Blondie was the first ‘grown-up’ song I recall that grabbed me.
I got really lucky. The first adult song that ever grabbed to me was Kansas’s Carry On My wayward son.
I had never heard it before and on a family road trip to Florida I got to buy a cassette and I saw the art and I thought it looked good so I bought it and popped it into my little cassette player and I’m just writing down the road bored as hell my brother and sister picking on me.
All of a sudden “Carry on my wayward son” came on and my little preteen mind was completely blown.