Steven O'Rourke posted on July 25, 2007 16:49
'Reminiscing; it ain’t what it used to be,' or so the saying goes. I for one would like to disagree. I was recently given a gift of The Travelling Wilburys double CD and DVD. An unusual gift as I’d never once mentioned my deep rooted appreciation of The Wilburys to this person; but it was an inspired one.
As soon as I started listening to volume one of the CD I was instantly transported back in time to December 1988. Don Mclean was singing about the day the music died, but, for me at least, this was the day that music was born. It wasn’t that I had ignored music up until that stage; indeed, growing up in a house where Hendrix and Lynott shared airspace with Rod Stewart and Freddie Mercury it was hard to avoid it. But until then music had always been in the background, just extra noise distracting me from Transformers or He-Man.
However, as I've said, in December 1988 that all changed. The start of the song didn’t even get my attention. I’m sure if I was older George Harrison’s vocals would have raised an eyebrow or two but for me it was just another song. Then, the man with the greatest voice I’d ever heard sang 'I’m so tired of being lonely, I still have some love to give, won’t you show me that you really care,' and I was hooked. Who was this guy? How did he manage to sound like ice cream? (It was a stupid question, but that’s what he sounded like to my six [and a half] year old ears.)
He was Roy Orbison; the band was The Travelling Wilburys and I’ve been hooked on music ever since. I’ll never get tired of hearing this song and I’ll never get sick of looking at this video, so here it is for you:
What about you; when did the music bug first bite? Who was it that grabbed you by the ears and had you pressing the repeat button on your tape deck? While I couldn’t agree with the truism that started this blog, I’ll end with one I can: 'You always remember your first time.'
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