Li'l whippersnapper! [t.m.f.k.a. Re: (idm) Infiltration]

From Andrew Scott Wells
Sent Sat, Apr 25th 1998, 21:33

>btw, I'm only 16  (is that the youngest age for an idm-list member or
>are there any younger teenies lurking out there? <g>)


    I'd imagine you're at the young end of the bell curve. Speaking from
experience, I believe the progression from birth to IDM (in the States,
anyway) goes something like this:

    1) listen to parents' records (Captain & Tenille, ABBA, Olivia Newton
John, Barry Manilow <Sideshow Bob shudder>)
    2) listen to radio
    3) buy records based on radio selection
    4) Epiphany #1: the music they play on the radio is crap.
    5) turn dial to "alternative" radio station
    6) Epiphany #2: one can only stand so much Phish and Sonia Dada
    7) turn dial to college radio and start digging out parents' old ABBA
albums while no one's around.
    8) Epiphany #3: "there's that phucking Phish again!" most college radio
stuff is crap, too, and my folks need a new stylus.
    9) find obscure program on said station relegated to the 2 to 6 a.m.
slot, get hooked.
    ... the rest pretty much takes care of itself.

>np: jake slazenger - makes a racket


    Well! Now we got sixteen-year-olds buyin' imports. Boy, when I was your
age, there was no IDM! Ya know what I had to listen to? The Cure and Depeche
Mode; that's all there was, and I was thankful, dagnabbit! <shaking a
decrepit twenty-six-year-old finger> Yoooooooooou don't know what it's like
to be without good music, boy! Why, it wasn't until
nineteen-ninety-aught-three that a friend o' mine let me borrow his Orb
"live 93" album. One listen and I was changed forever, let me tell you!

np: FSOL - lifeforms ep (boy, that takes me back... 'course back then we
didn't have portable disc-players, either! Naw, we had to copy everything on
tape and use our Walkmen! And two batteries didn't cut it, either. Ya know
how many it took? Eighteen! Eighteen D-size batteries I had to lug around in
that thing on my way to school, walkin' up hill for five miles against a
raging blizzard...)