When did you start to love music and why?


My story is short but in 1962 our family lived on military housing in France. My folks purchased a Grundig tube console stereo and loved playing music with friends. This was my introduction to music. Interestingly when the Grundig (German made)stereo broke down we called for a French repairman. All he could do was cuss as he tried to make repairs. Finally he gave up and said only a german repairman could fix it.

I personally think that music is like a time machine and can instantly transport you back to a time and place but just as important it can be exciting and or relaxing.


phd
My love of music was triggered when, while listening to the radio in 1956, I heard Gogi Grant's recording of "The Wayward Wind."

Regards,
-- Al
Hey Phd … I’m always happy to be grandfathered in so I’m certainly not complaining. But truth be told, I did already contribute ‘my story’ earlier. I guess it didn’t make much of an impression, but whaddya want? The competition here is fierce, LOL!

First prize so far definitely goes to Sfar. When I read “My bedroom was in a coverted porch that wasn't connected to the rest of the house” I just about lost it. Then came “the empty West Texas sky,” and I did lose it! The “whacko” preachers and the absence of classical music were just icing on the cake.

For better or worse, reading the other real life ‘confessions’ in this thread have reminded me of some of what I had either lost to failing memory (like those little red plastic transistor radios that all the kids coveted) or repressed on purpose (who wouldn’t want to forget Mitch Miller and his “bouncing balls”?). And no thanks to Lowrider bringing up Mitch and Ray, I am now being haunted by other long forgotten sights and sounds that have crept back into my consciousness (Lawrence Welk waving his baton to “a one, and a two, and a …” not to mention that auditory sedative and elevator music pioneer, Mantovani).

In 50 years I wonder what they’ll be writing about what’s produced today? Look out Miley Cyrus!
Gz3827, actually I did read your post earlier but failed to associate your more recent post with it, my apologies.
I think I was about ten when My grandmother let me put some of her old 78's on her turntable. I wore out a copy of "Aba-Daba Honeymoon".
My mom and dad loved "Swing" and even though I grew up in the Fifties with the real Rock and Roll, I still today like to listen to some of the old Big Bands.
I think we love music because it brings back some great memories.
1961 Grundig Console for me. Spent summers with my Godparents who owned this amazing piece of audio equipment for this time. Had a front door that opened to expose the turntable. Since I was 4 or 5 I could stand in front of this wonderful console and spin records for hours and hours. Everything from Elvis to Herb Alpert kept me mesmerized.

When my Godparents passed I was able to keep this piece of my musical history. I'm so thankful that they didn't "shoo" me away from such an expensive item but rather encouraged my to explore my love for music. The Grundig still works to this day!