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When I was young my parents used to "force" me to listen to the Beatles. One of my favorites was the one entitled, "Can't Buy Me Love" but it was my favorite because I thought they were saying "(why) can't bobby love?"
When I was younger, I used to watch music videos, which were typically just spliced together concert footage. Eventually I saw one with a story and they had a dramatic shot where the lyrics kept going but the singer stopped singing, and then for a while I was convinced that singers had to be ventriloquists and they only moved their mouths to help everyone else learn the words, too. Then I saw a video where there were a bunch of jump cuts where the singer had on different outfits (so the singer was in a new outfit every two seconds but you never saw them change). That one had me stumped for weeks.
One day while listening to the radio, a song came on and my mother exclaimed happily "Oh, it's my song!" I took it literally, and then went around telling people that my mother was the singer of that particular song for years after!
When I was younger I thought that Bennie and the Jets was a real band (not just a song). We had to do an art project we had to draw our favorite band and i drew Bennie and the Jets!
When I was little we used to go to a diner after church every Sunday to have breakfast. Each table had a jukebox where you would put a quarter in and hear a few tunes. I was about 4 or 5 at the time, and used to wonder how the band knew to start playing the song I wanted after I put the quarter in. I figured the quarter must have traveled down a long tube into a back room in the restaurant where a monkey would catch the quarter and bring it to the band, and they would say "Thanks!" and start playing. The only thing I couldn't figure out was how the monkey was able to tell them to play "American Pie" by Don McLean and not one of the other hundred songs in the jukebox. Hmmmmmmmmm.....
Every time I heard the Elvis song - Return to Sender, I thought he was singing a song specifically to me. I thought he was singing, Return to 'Cinda'
When I was a kid my mom would sing the song "Johnny Angel" to me. I thought she had made it up just for me. Until one day when I was 16 that song came on the radio. I could not believe it.
i used to believe that in that song "radio killed the radio star" ment that radio was a person who killed another radio and that radios could come to life. Neadless to say, I was a little afraid of radios.
I used to think that record players were connected to special phone booths. The singers on record albums would wait in those booths, then sing into the telephone receiver when you played their songs.
I used to think the song "Nights in White Satin" was about Knights, I remember thinking how impractical it was to wear satin on horseback and how they might get hurt without armour on.
I used to think that an air guitar was a real instrument. I though it was a guitar powered by air..
When I was a young child, I thought the song 'The Yellow Rose of Texas' was actually about a yellow rose, with eyes, legs, arms, a mouth, etc. I figured people falling in love with flowers was a common occurrance and spent many hours outside hunting for a talking flower to fall in love with.
It took me a month or so to realize that there was no such thing as talking plants, but I still thought the song was about a man who fell in love with a rose...
I was rather gullible as a kid.
I used to believe that when you heard a song on the radio, the only person who knew how to play it was the person who wrote it. It blew my mind when I heard my first cover band at a wedding when I was 10!
A poster who calls himself "BJ" has said here that his little brother used to drive his family nuts by singing the Italian pop hit "Volare" all summer. This song has special significance to me because I also sang it as a kid - probably around the same time. Problem was, I sang it sitting on the rail in front of my grandfather's coffin at his wake. I also am told that all evening long I loudly demanded to know why grandpa was "sleeping in a store."
In Kindergarden for Father's Day, we sang "Take Me Out to the Ball Game" for some reason, I thought it was about bowling. I thought that until fourth grade when I actually thought about the lyrics.
I used to think band music came out of the conducters baton! Then I tried it and no music came out so I thought it only worked with audiences!
I used to believe that my nana and grandad had made up all of the songs they used to sing to me as a child when i was going to bed. I particularly believed this about the christmas carols they sang to me. So you can imagine my distress sat in asda's cafe aged 12 when i heard one of them on the radio!
When I was little, I used to come up with pictures in my head whenever I heard a certain song. Well, whenever someone sang "Home, Home on the Range" for some odd reason I would picture a giant toilet with wheels on the bottom of it in the middle of a farm.
i used to believe that the rain rain go away song went like this:
rain rain go away
come again another day
little jojie wants to play!
I believed that everyone sang it using my name and that I was special because of it :)
Hated the day when I realized that every parent replaces the name part with their kid's names.
When I was little I though that skinheads were rascist...then I got into the punk scene and realized they're just working class people-hair short, boots for work, clean look-and during the 80's their look was stolen by white pride jerks, so that's why everyone thinks they're nazis.