I almost bored all my readers to death with a Grammy recap but I figured I’d finish the second part of this series instead. In case you missed the first post in this series, My Life: Autobiographical Vol.1, get caught up! I last spoke of my first concert 1982 and I gave you some Wham! So we’re up to 1984 which includes a lot of firsts for me.
First Concert Disappointment
I was a huge Michael Jackson fan in 1984 and still am today. I think everyone was on some level. I don’t remember how I was almost able to go to this show. I was 7 years old so the details are a little foggy. All I know was that I was supposed to go to this show and all I got was a lousy T-shirt. I’m not kidding. I’m pretty sure it was this one! So my first big concert disappointment was one I never got to attend rather than a band I thought was awesome not delivering while on stage. I’m pretty sure the later happens more often. Come to think of it, 1984 was a pretty tough year for me. Let’s fast forward.
My First Records
We just jumped up to March 1986. My birthday. I’m not actually sure if I got these three albums all at once or if I got them spread out over a couple years but lets just say I got them all at once.
I was a loyal Bryan Adams fan until 1991 at least. In fact, Waking Up The Neighbours was one of only 4 cassettes my best friend and I could agree on once we got our drivers licenses. In 1991 he started listening to New Country. I started listening to Nirvana. So we just listened to the stuff we used to as “kids”. Two of the other ones were Vanilla Ice, To The Extreme and Young MC‘s Stone Cold Rhymin’. Don’t judge me too harshly. ’87 to ’90 was a really confusing time in music. The forth album we could agree on will be talked about in my next post. I think Bryan Adams looks like a Footloose Kevin Bacon in this video.
Boy In The Box was the second record of the set. Other than having the poster for it in my room and my Mom cutting my hair just like his as a kid I have no stories about Corey Hart so I’ll talk about two other things happened to me in 1986. First, I moved to Bradford from Kirkfield. It was a huge change! For example Kirkfield was a town of 400. In Bradford my new public school (Fred C. Cook alumni, what!) had almost that many students, and lockers to boot! In 1986 I also got my first brother. I’m the oldest of six kids and got two sisters first. Don’t get me wrong, I love my whole family but I’ve seen Anne Of Green Gables more than any man should.
Twenty-seven years later and I’m still listening to The Boss and with good reason. If you missed his Super Bowl performance in 2009, here it is. If you missed the beginning and end of the (The BIG moment starts around 3:30min) Grammy‘s this year, well there you go. It’s really too bad that the awards mess up some really good performances but the only guitarists missing on that stage, in my opinion, are Slash, Eric Clapton and Jimmy Page (and maybe Jack White but I still have forgave him for that Insane Clown Posse stunt). Anyway, Bruce Springsteen still rocks harder at 62 years old than most musicians do in their whole life, and I’ll fight anyone that says otherwise.