At that age, I didn't have a favourite song, band or even know a radio station. All I had was my mom's tapes that she used to teach aquafit class, which introduced me to Madonna, Mariah and MJ. My dad was a big Beatles, The Who and Beach Boy kinda guy, who would sometimes put on records and cassettes and rock out with his air guitar. One time he made us sit in the back of his car and listen to the entire Bohemian Rhapsody song until the very end. Any way the wind blowsssss......
ANYWAYS - back to my CD player. So I listened to song one, and then song two came on. Ohhhh song 2. To this day, song 2 is one of my go-to classics. I get made fun of left and right for it but I don't care. REO Speedwagon's 'Can't Stop Lovin' You' was, is and may always be - the best song ever. Possibly my wedding song, if I can somehow convince (or pay) bf enough to let me use it.
|the pigtailed one is me, ripping it up with my Oma to some Ring Around the Rosey|
That being said, after that first entire play through of that very first CD, I have been head over heels in love with music. Gotta have it. When I was litte, I used to make mixed tapes - trying to press record at the right time when it came on the radio and usually missing the very beginning. Now, I have a massive itunes library with so many songs that I have been listening to for years, along with some new stuff that is either local, trendy or playing on the radio. British bands make up some of my favourite to sing along with, and in my car I should have probably had 60,000 accidents from rocking out at inappropriate times. Luckily, I have had none, so let the music play on. Musicals! AH! You mean I can watch a show that has basically nothing BUT music?! Where do I sign? And soundtracks! Can't get enough of them! Sometimes I like a crappy movie just because I love the soundtrack - Forrest Gump, Scott Pilgrim, Little Mermaid - seriously. I could go on for days here. Concerts basically take up 76% of my bucket list, with some must see's such as Kanye and Celine Dion (told you there was no rhyme or reason)