Do you remember the first time you really clicked with music? I remember being on a family vacation at 9 or 10, getting some sort of random Beatles "Hits" cassette tape at whatever gas station, and playing it nonstop in my off-brand Walkman. That was the first time I really felt music in my bones, and to this day few things are as exciting as finding a new song to love.
That is totally a win. I love being able to humblebrag to my kids' friends that I saw Radiohead a couple of times on their Kid A tour. Knowing my dad saw Sly and the Family Stone in concert kind of blows my mind.
This definitely feels a little embarrassing, but we're all strangers. It would have been late middle school, I just got a philips mp3 player from church and loaded some albums on it. My gf broke up with me at some point and Bullet For My Valentine's Scream Aim Fire and Panic! At The Disco's Pretty. Odd. kept me company. I have 2 music degrees now I am constantly having aesthetic reactions to music.
I have 2 music Ed degrees! An aesthetic response is essentially an emotional connection. The idea is that a person's brain reacts to parts of music (dynamic, timbre, tempo, melody, etc.) in a way that generates that emotional response.
Mid 80s, I was on a long bus ride with a group and I had borrowed my brother’s Walkman with Steve Miller Band’s Greatest Hits. I remember playing it for hours, front to back several times in all its cheesy glory with the hum of the bus and the passing scenery. Later it was all punk and Nine Inch Nails or Dead Can Dance, but ol’ Steve will keep on rockin’
That album became overplayed for me unfortunately, but I remember what an experience those first listens were. I was older, though. It's cool that you connected with such a musical trip at such a young age.
I think I was lucky to be around people who loved good music. That may be the difference with our experiences, is the age when we first heard it. I must have played it hundreds of times. I don't purposefully listen to it now that I'm older (49), but I still get chills if Time happens to be playing.
For me, I think it was with Killing Me Softly by the Fugees. I remember actually listening to the lyrics and thinking about them. From there I explored Pink Floyd and other classic rock. It took a while for my tastes to excited but I started exploring metal and grunge in junior high.
I was probably like 12 and I heard Voodoo Child (Slight Return) by Jimi Hendrix and his guitar and that song struck me to my core. Total chills across my body and a tingly sensation in my ears.
I was never into music before hearing that song. Jimi Hendrix is a god as far as I'm concerned he got me into music.
That is an amazing song. My favorite Jimi song is Bold as Love. Such a good vibe. (And it's the perfect album closer). I love when music gives me chills, it doesn't seem to happen nearly as much as it used to, though. I wonder if that's a part of getting older. I still love finding a new song or artist to love of course, but when it really hits you on a visceral level it's a whole 'nother level.
I was 16 in 1991, browsing through my dad's vinyl collection, hoping to find another album that had a saucy gatefold cover like Queen's Jazz... instead, I found myself drawn to Marillion's Script For A Jester's Tear album and decided to listen to it. Instantly loved it, played it over and over, started listening to more of my dad's stuff (Psychedelic Furs, Pink Floyd, Genesis).
Discovered music that would define my tastes for the next 30 years, and also discovered that my dad was actually a really cool dude.
I was already somewhat into music a long as I can remember... But I wouldn't say I got super into music until the day I heard Nirvana's Smells Like Teen Spirit in '92. I was in 4th grade, my family was sitting in a drive thru waiting to pick up food and my mind was blown as it played on the radio. This was rock music, but something new, something different. And then I got obsessed with grunge and alternative music
I would get a second similar sense of wonder in 2013, when I discovered the Cambrian explosion of *wave music (chillwave, vaporware, witch house, future beats, and other newbreed electronica). With Purity Ring's Lofticries leading me down that path
I honestly don't remember a time before music was tied to emotions and events. Even as a baby I had a clear preference for classic rock over other genres, and if my parents couldn't get me to stop fussing they would put on the Eagles, Tom Petty, or America to get me to calm down. My tastes grew and evolved as I got older, but music has always been as much about the feeling I get from a song as it has been the quality of the song itself.
First time I listened to Slipknot's Iowa with a friend. I hadn't heard music like that before. It had so much energy, so much pent up rage (not unlike myself at that age.)
Discovering Metallica (this was when the black album came out, so they were suddenly everywhere) and getting into their previous 4, now classic, albums definitely filled a need in me when I was a teen.
First time I smoked weed when I was 18. Completely changed the way I hear music (for the better). I didn't really listen to it much before then. Now I listen daily.
It sorta opened up my ears in a way. I suddenly noticed so much more details in the music I was listening to.
100%. While I'd been super into music from the time I was 12, my ability to appreciate it both more granularly (noticing more details, like you said) and viscerally (as it helped me become less uptight) increased dramatically when I started smoking bud (right after graduating high school, which I think I'm grateful I held off til then, although I'm now an ent for 25 years as of this month! Totally insane...)
Back then? Probably not. They were very nostalgic to me back then as my family would play their music a lot. Their debut was the first album I decided to rip. Some of the tracks don't age as well, but I still very much enjoy them because of that nostalgia and since then they have had hits that have aged far better - I'd say One for Sorrow was one of the best tracks on there.
FWIW, they were notably popular in their home country while another band like them - S Club 7 - fared better with an American audience.
Really got into music in the beginning of 2020 when I started listening to Hip-Hop more and more until I knew of at least 400 different artists by the end of 2021.
Got into Rock and nu-metal in 2022Q1, metalcore in Q2 and deathcore later into Q2 which is mostly what I'm listening to now.
Hip-Hop was what got me into music in the first place but the heavier music starting with metalcore really was what hit me and got me absolutely addicted and searching for ever heavier music to the point where I now consider bands like Infant Annihilator to be about light to medium heavy. At the same time I do love listening to artists like Ariana Grande though.
I'm very happy that I got to experience, appreciate and love music of every degree of heaviness and chaos.
It was 2002,I was 17. We were doing a end of the year show at school of Media and Communications, and we needed some cool intro music. So this classmate brought a CD, "Burn The Sun" by Ark, a prog-metal band.
Before this I believed I didn't have any interest in music. I hated the repetetive pop music playing on the radio, and had no interest in the kinda music my hometown friends listened to. Nobody listened to metal there. But after this I started looking for more music like this. Wasn't in the record stores, but I found a lot online. No wonder the record shops went out of business.
My parents listened to Neil Diamond and Bob Denver. I didn’t like it. My sister listened to classic rock that I was too young to appreciate. I thought it was weird. I assumed I just didn’t like music. I felt kind of abnormal, because “everyone” liked music, but oh well, right?
One day my best friend told me I needed to listen to a new album that had just been released that week - Hysteria by Def Leppard (laughably dated, I know, but it was huge in 1987). I didn’t even have a Walkman, so he let me borrow his. I LOVED IT. For the first time in my life, I was listening to music that I actually liked. It’s not an exaggeration to say that it changed my life.
Turns out, all I needed was a simple, accessible introduction to music that targeted me. It wasn’t long before I was able to appreciate my sister’s “weird” classic rock, and I found a Queen album in my parents terrible record collection. I was on my way!