Tuesday, 16 October 2012
And so it begins...
I remember many, many years ago, when I was Lil's age discovering pop music for the first time. I'd spent the first part of my life listening to my dad's music (jazz and calypso and a strong memory of Tie A Yellow Ribbon on a 8-track) and, of course, nursery rhymes.
Then one day I saw a film clip and that was it. It was Kim Wilde's Kids in America. I loved that song so, so much. She was so cool. I've had a thing for striped tops and messy blonde dos ever since. Then I was introduce to Solid Gold by my brothers. I so wanted to be a Solid Gold dancer. I loved songs like Whip it (Devo), Wired for Sound (Cliff Richard), Thriller (Michael Jackson), Our House (Madness).
In Australia, I listened to ABC local radio or a handful of CDs we had in the car. Since we've been in Dubai we've been listening to the radio which is pretty standard craptastic top 40 stuff, albeit six months out of date. The kids have suddenly fallen in love with it.
All of a sudden Katy Perry is it! And they love Florence + the Machine. They sing along with Pink and Maroon 5. I was forced to hear about how cool Gangham Style was this afternoon.
On the school run John Farnham's Your the Voice came on. Feeling a little patriotic I turned it up and belted it out with Farnsy. The look of disgust that came from the back. I tried to explain that once upon a time I had saved my money to buy that cassette and then they asked: "What's a cassette?" so I gave up.
I guess I can feel a little pleased that it's not Justin Bieber and One Direction... yet.
Tell me, what was your introduction to pop music?