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...)