Posts Tagged ‘Gary U.S. Bonds’

Caught on Tape: Joan Jett, 1984

Joan_jett_-_album[1]The time: September, 1984. I had just begun my junior year at Georgetown University, having taken over the job as music director at WROX, the campus radio station, and arts editor at the Georgetown Voice, the campus alternative weekly.

Even though my grades were sure to suffer (and they did), I was determined to make the most of my opportunity to become BMOC when it came to hooking up with music VIPs.

Pulling a few strings, I managed to arrange a phone interview with Joan Jett, shortly before she and the Blackhearts were about to release Glorious Results of a Misspent Youth.

Three years earlier, Jett had sat atop the pop world with her hits “I Love Rock ‘n’ Roll” and “Crimson and Clover.” It was never a perch that was apparently very comfortable for her. The idea of being a pop star didn’t exactly square with an artist who started out playing raucous live shows in cheap bars – and never got over that adrenaline rush.

By 1984, the fervor had died down and Top 40 radio had forgotten about Jett. In fact, the only places where she got regular airplay were adventurous AOR stations and college radio outlets like ours. (more…)

Bottom Feeders: The Ass End of the ’80s, Part 9

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How many of you remember your first music purchase? I have a terrible memory, so I’m not sure if it really was my first purchase ever, but I absolutely remember buying my first CD with my own money. I was eight, the year was 1984, and the unfortunate CD was Culture Club’s Colour by Numbers. (I don’t know what CDs cost back then, but I must have done a lot of chores to be able to afford one at that age.) I say “unfortunate” not because the album was bad — I still enjoy it even today — but because it just becomes the laughingstock of the first-purchase conversation. I could absolutely tell people that it was Def Leppard, Billy Joel, David Bowie — hell, even Ride the Lightning if I wanted to be cool — but I know that at some point I’d tell someone the wrong thing and get called on it and then not only will people laugh at my purchase but they’ll think I’m an asshole for lying about it too. It’s really a no-win situation, so I just stick with the truth. Besides, people are just as horrified when I cradle my self-titled Frank Stallone record like it’s my child, so at that point “Karma Chameleon” is like 100 times better.

I’m an absolute junkie for the “My first record was …” story, so I’d love to hear what yours is after you take a listen to the 19 below as we continue this week with the letter “B.”

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