when i was seven i asked my older brother what the am and fm stood for with radio stations, he told me am was "American music" and fm was for "foreign music" it did not occur to me until my teens that i heard american music on the fm stations all the time.
i remember the applause on radio shows and for some rason i thought it was the sound of ladies in higheel shoes running from the theater.
This isn't one of my child hood beliefs, but my Mum's, but when she told me, I couldn't resist but to tell the world!! When she was young, she thought that the weekly British Top 40 singles chart, was selected by HRH The Queen, depending on what records she'd been listening to that week!!!!!
When I was little at home all day with my mum, she listened to a radio show that had traffic news at regular intervals. At the beginning and end of the traffic news segments, there was a jingle with people singing "Drive safely!".
I thought they were singing "Christ save me!"
I used to think that there was a man playing guitar under my moms back seat in the car. He did all of the music that we heard on the radio. He was so talented and could sound like anyone. I always felt bad because he couldn't get out and eat, so I stuffed my McDonalds french fries into the cracks of the seat.
Up until I was about 8, I used to think that the bands on the radio were waiting in a line outside the radio station to get their turn to play! Finally it clicked that would be impossible and I asked my Mom-she told me how radio worked. This was the 70's-I was naive!
Up until I was eight, I believed in my own theory (I called it the Radio Head Theory). The Radio Heads were little people who lived inside of your radio and TV. They played all the characters and sang all the songs from inside of the Audio Studio (the speakers). My theory was that our radio was like another Earth to the Radio Heads; every station was a different country or city.
I saw one jump out of my radio and now I am scarred for life.
I asked my Dad how radios worked. He answered by batteries. I could not understand how they got all that news and music into the batteries ahead of time.
I used to think that AM and FM stood for "American Music" and "Foreign Music."
When I was a lad, I once saw a busted radio in the snow. There were small tracks all around. I deduced that small peanut people, like Mr. Peanut, lived in the radio and made all of the voices and music. I was saddened when I learned about bird tracks, years later...
I believed that the song on the radio was somehow tied to your location in the car, so that if you wanted to hear the same song again you could just turn the car around.
I used to think that cars with radios had ants in the boot that sang all the songs and trained for years to change their voices so nobody would know they were there.
When I was in the 5th grade, I had an irrational fear that if I was humming a song, and then turned on the radio and that same song was playing, that a nuclear war or some other world-ending event would happen. Whenever I would turn on the radio, I would make sure to first start humming a song that I knew would not be playing (like She'll Be Coming Round the Mountain or something)... Goofy, I know.
I used to believe that if you reversed the radio plug in the socket the music and words would come out upside down and backwards.
My sister told me that little people lived in the radio and that's what gives us music. For a while there I was afraid that KISS were going to come out and get me.
I used to believe that when a song came on the car radio, the band was sitting on top of our van.
I used to believe my father's antique radio played old songs because the radio was old. I didn't realize it was the station he listened too!
I used to believe that whatever year of a car you owned, the radio in that car only played music from the year of the car.
When I first heard about "Adult Top 40" music, I thought it was a type of music only adults were allowed to listen to, because each song would have 40 bad words in it.
My dad convinced me, when I was a little kid, that if you turned the volume up to full on any sound system it would explode. A belief I carried into my late teens.