We all hear music from almost the day we're born, but in my experience with myself and my friends, there's a defining moment where music is something that happens to your parents or maybe your friends and the moment where it suddenly matters to you. So, what is it? This thread is likely to be full of lengthy unrelatable personal accounts and that sort of thing is often death for a thread so I'll try to keep mine from being too TL;DR.
My dad always played guitar and I always appreciated that. I tried to get him to teach me on a few occasions. But it's clear looking back that I didn't know enough about music to want to really do it. Later, my friends got me into late 90s metal like Korn and Limp Bizkit and that was fine. But my eyes weren't opened until one awesome July night.
I was 12 and I was hanging out with my best friend in a tree fort we built on an abandoned lot looking out over the highway. We liked to shoot paintballs at cars. It was 300ft away so we never hit anything, but it smelled of rebellion anyway. He had a shitty dual-cassette boom box and he stole one of his older brother's dubbed tapes. It was Rage Against The Machine's first album.
The first song ("Bombtrack") played without much notice from me. We kept shooting paintballs. And then the main riff from "Killing In The Name" kicked in and I was fucking sold. From that moment on, music mattered in a way it hadn't before. We kept doing our thing but that riff was in my head constantly until a week later when I found it on Napster (it took me awhile because I didn't know the title) and I picked up the guitar seriously the next day.
Not only did it make me care about music, it may consequently be the defining moment of my life so far.
What are your guys' seminal moments?
My dad always played guitar and I always appreciated that. I tried to get him to teach me on a few occasions. But it's clear looking back that I didn't know enough about music to want to really do it. Later, my friends got me into late 90s metal like Korn and Limp Bizkit and that was fine. But my eyes weren't opened until one awesome July night.
I was 12 and I was hanging out with my best friend in a tree fort we built on an abandoned lot looking out over the highway. We liked to shoot paintballs at cars. It was 300ft away so we never hit anything, but it smelled of rebellion anyway. He had a shitty dual-cassette boom box and he stole one of his older brother's dubbed tapes. It was Rage Against The Machine's first album.
The first song ("Bombtrack") played without much notice from me. We kept shooting paintballs. And then the main riff from "Killing In The Name" kicked in and I was fucking sold. From that moment on, music mattered in a way it hadn't before. We kept doing our thing but that riff was in my head constantly until a week later when I found it on Napster (it took me awhile because I didn't know the title) and I picked up the guitar seriously the next day.
Not only did it make me care about music, it may consequently be the defining moment of my life so far.
What are your guys' seminal moments?