Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2021 20:54:31 GMT -5
Just a little about myself... I'm 45 years old, grew up in Memphis Tennessee but have resided in Columbus Ohio since 1999. I've seen two concerts in my entire life, The Beach Boys at Mud Island in 1987 and Brian Wilson at the Ohio Theater in 2017.
My journey with music took me from listening to my parents choice of oldies radio, where I first heard the BB's, through the late 80s when I discovered MTV's 120 Minutes and got into "underground" music. Through my teenage years I constantly circled back to earlier "eras", discovering the magic of Phil Spector, Motown, Stax, Northern Soul and naturally The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Kinks, Elton John, etc. Though I did enjoy the "college radio" music of the late 80s and early 90s I could never quite appreciate or love "hard rock" and certainly not "heavy metal". My tastes were mainstream, even within sub-genres.
In my early 20s I saw the Don Was documentary "Brian Wilson: I Just Wasn't Made for These Times" and it caused me to give both The Beach Boys (and Brian) a reappraisal. I was working in a record/cd shop and had access to all of this catalog material to buy or play promos of, etc. It was at that time I really was hit by The Beach Boy/Brian Wilson bug. Within a year of this, "The Pet Sounds Sessions" box came out and the idea of hearing full working versions of a whole albums almost unheard of, then. That box (along with "Good Vibrations: Thirty Years") were ground-breaking in every way.
I have since had my affection and adoration replenished by so many of the archival releases in the ensuing 25 years or so. That includes the wonderful biography "Catch A Wave" by Peter Ames Carlin along with Bill Pohlad's "Love & Mercy"; both of which I just think are exceptional.
The Wilson Brothers story and the music they made has touched my heart in so many ways over the years. It continues to be a source of escape and solace in a challenging world. Even though music could be sunny on the surface, it belies the pain that often went into making it. That's what keeps me coming back. No other catalog of music, in the pop world, has that kind of depth of humanity.
Thanks for having me.
My journey with music took me from listening to my parents choice of oldies radio, where I first heard the BB's, through the late 80s when I discovered MTV's 120 Minutes and got into "underground" music. Through my teenage years I constantly circled back to earlier "eras", discovering the magic of Phil Spector, Motown, Stax, Northern Soul and naturally The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Kinks, Elton John, etc. Though I did enjoy the "college radio" music of the late 80s and early 90s I could never quite appreciate or love "hard rock" and certainly not "heavy metal". My tastes were mainstream, even within sub-genres.
In my early 20s I saw the Don Was documentary "Brian Wilson: I Just Wasn't Made for These Times" and it caused me to give both The Beach Boys (and Brian) a reappraisal. I was working in a record/cd shop and had access to all of this catalog material to buy or play promos of, etc. It was at that time I really was hit by The Beach Boy/Brian Wilson bug. Within a year of this, "The Pet Sounds Sessions" box came out and the idea of hearing full working versions of a whole albums almost unheard of, then. That box (along with "Good Vibrations: Thirty Years") were ground-breaking in every way.
I have since had my affection and adoration replenished by so many of the archival releases in the ensuing 25 years or so. That includes the wonderful biography "Catch A Wave" by Peter Ames Carlin along with Bill Pohlad's "Love & Mercy"; both of which I just think are exceptional.
The Wilson Brothers story and the music they made has touched my heart in so many ways over the years. It continues to be a source of escape and solace in a challenging world. Even though music could be sunny on the surface, it belies the pain that often went into making it. That's what keeps me coming back. No other catalog of music, in the pop world, has that kind of depth of humanity.
Thanks for having me.