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Up until the age of about 9 or so, I believed that when you played any song, be it on tape or vinyl, that the band responsible would have to perform that song at that time, wherever they were. I believed this was due to a psychic signal, or an alarm call of some description. Strange enough? This also led to the belief that if more than one person in the world tried to listen to the same song the band would be unable to cope with playing both the start and middle of a song at the same time and would subsequently explode, or something. I have since become a musician and, needless to say, am worried about releasing material. I am also a DJ so may be responsible for the death of many artists. Sorry.
I remember telling my sister when she was little that I could read the words to a song playing on our record player(yes, I am very old) - if you look really closely, you can see the words written in the grooves you know!! Of course I knew the words anyway, but she believed it to be true. I thought it was so sweet.
When I was little, my dad would play Patsy Cline songs all the time. I would sing along, and once he even told me that he thought I was pretty good at sounding like her, so I for a while I thought that I was born to be the next Patsy Cline. I'm still working on that ;)
This wasn't my belief, but rather that of a very young piano student of my mother's. The student was practicing a transcription of a piece by Georg Philipp Telemann, and Mom thought the student might be interested to know just how long this music has been with us. She pointed to the dates 1681-1767 under the little picture of the composer with his powdered wig and told the student that that's when he lived, so this piece was around 300 years old. The student said, "Oh... I thought that was his phone number!"
The first few times I heard "We Built This City" by Starship, I thought that there was something wrong with my radio and the station was cutting in and out, until I realised that was part of the song.
A long time ago, I had a book on LP (this is when tapes were starting to get more popular) that was a blatant plagurization of "The Little Engine that Could" story. The book was called "Puff 'n Toot," and one of the songs on its record was sung by a cow on the tracks, I think it was titled "Moo-Moo the Cow." I hated this song with such a passion, and my little sister knew this, so any time she wanted to annoy me, all she would have to do was sing this song.
To this day, even hearing this song sends me into a rage! I don't know why!
I am thoroughly ashamed of this one - when I was EIGHT I cried myself to sleep over the Meatball Song. I don't know what it's really called - it's the one about "I lost my poor meatball when somebody sneezed" etc. 6 months later thy tried to teach it to us in music lessons. I went beserk and spent the lesson in the corrior with my hands over my ears.
I still hate that song - now it doesn't upset me but it's too stupid to be funny.
whenever my gran came to visit us, my mum would make us all sing that song "She'll be comin round the mountain when she comes..." or something along those lines (the song itself is a little vague.....:) ) and I used to think that this song was written about my granny and that she must be really famous. well, it was quite hilly where she came from....
my dad played the guitar and although some of the songs were his own, i thought any song he played and sang that i hadn't heard before was his. sometimes it wasn't until years later when i'd hear a song on the radio and recognize it that i'd realize my dad hadn't made up that one, too.
When I was youn I thought a 78 rpm record could only be played once and was then discarded. I was impressed by the largesse of my father's friend who played his John McCormack records for us.
The 2nd verse of "You are my sunshine" is "And so I hung my head and I cried". I thought that the person singing - usually my grandmother - would take her head off and hang it up on a hook.
when i was about 7 my parents bought me "Double Platnum" by kiss I didn't know it was a greatest hits album. when i went to my friends and saw other albums by kiss that had some of the songs on my record it made me think that kiss would write a couple of songs for an album and fill in the rest with songs all ready released from olser albums
I used to take the lyrics of songs very literally: The song "Maneater" by Hall and Oats scared me to death every time I heard it. I somehow connected a visual image of this song with a scary poster of Dee Snyder of Twisted Sister eating some nasty piece of meat with jelly on it. This gave me nightmares for years
A college roommate of mine once admitted to me that he used to think the song "Lucy in the Sky With Diamonds" was written about the Lucy character from "Peanuts" comic strips.
When I was a lot younger I used to think that everytime I played a record on my record player that the singers were singing it live in the studio for me. And when I played a song over and over I worried that the singers were getting tired.
When i was younger i used to think that when i hummed, the noise was onLy in my head, and no one eLse couLd hear my humming. in sixth grade i was humming the barney theme song.. and the teacher said "whoever is humming pLease stop" i then came to reaLize, other peopLe heard me whiLe i was humming...
Before I became enlightened and entered the world of Kerrang, rock and metal I believed that an 'air guitar' was an actual instrument. I always wondered about the physics of a guitar working on air. I also thought air guitars were only used for playing intense solo pieces. I figured out the truth for myself.
Now I own an air guitar and I play along to my cd's on it.
I used to believe that you could only play a record once, and after that all the sound was wiped off.
that the song 'return to sender' was actually 'return to zenda' and that there was a place called zenda were all letters went if you didn't accept them.
I used to think the sound at the beginning of Wings' 'Silly Love Songs' was made by Paul McCartney swinging a squeaky door back and forth and dropping heavy chains on the floor.