Do you remember the first time you really clicked with music? I remember being on a family vacation at 9 or 10, getting some sort of random Beatles “Hits” cassette tape at whatever gas station, and playing it nonstop in my off-brand Walkman. That was the first time I really felt music in my bones, and to this day few things are as exciting as finding a new song to love.
Mid 80s, I was on a long bus ride with a group and I had borrowed my brother’s Walkman with Steve Miller Band’s Greatest Hits. I remember playing it for hours, front to back several times in all its cheesy glory with the hum of the bus and the passing scenery. Later it was all punk and Nine Inch Nails or Dead Can Dance, but ol’ Steve will keep on rockin’