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whilst listening to a paul Simon CD, my son asked if that song about 'loads of ways to dump your girlfriend' (50 ways to leave your lover)was on it, I nearly crashed the car laughing!
In middle school, though I was on the verge of abandoning Christianity, I still was afraid of hidden messages in heavy metal music. Consequently, I was wary when listening to White Zombie and never listened for too protracted a period, lest I be indoctrinated into whatever brand of satanism Rob Zombie and his crew were peddling.
When I was young, I grew up in Wrexham, North Wales, where there's a district called Bersham (where the steelworks were). I used to believe that Sham 69's Hersham Boys song was in fact about a bunch of party-animal Wrexham lads from said district. How wrong I was.
I told my brother, Myles Kidd , a dumb story about how the Moody Blues all died tragically after recording 'Nights in White Satin'.
He used to cry whenever he heard it and only recently found out the truth after 20-odd years.
I thought that the time duration listed after a song on a record (e.g., 3:30) referred to the time of day the song was recorded.
I used to believe that the song "Goodbye Yellow Brick Road" by Elton John was actually performed by the group Kansas, because Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz was from Kansas. I was seven or so, and my mom loved the gorup Kansas, so I just assumed...
i used to believe the song "band on the run" was "band on the rug"
I thught when a song was a remix that it meant that it was two songs mixed together to make one I'd ask people what song it was mixed with and they'd answer me so i thought i was right.
I used to believe that songs had no words, they were just utteringsof vowels and consonants with a beat.
Then I started to make out some words out of songs and got myself together.
The song that went D-I-S-C-O, she is D-I-S-C-O then it would go she is D, delirious, she is I, incredible............ well when it came to the O bit i always used to sing OR-OR-ORANGE cos i felt sorry that they hadnt bothered thinking of something to sing for the O. i still sing it now and i'm 28. haha
I used to think "The Girl Is Mine", sung by Michael Jackson and Paul McCartney was about a child custody battle. I thought the Michael Jackson voice was a woman and it was two parents who were going through a divorce arguing over who got to keep their daughter.
When I was growing up we never played rock and roll in the house, only classical music. The first time I ever heard rock and roll I couldn't make out the words clearly, and I thought the singer was singing nonsense words. I concluded that rock and roll was ALWAYS nonsense words, and I believed that for a long time..
Until I was about 8 years old, my Dad had totally convinced me that our national anthem was "I heard it through the grape vine" not the star spangled banner
I used to believe that my mom, brother's and sister and I wrote the song "you can call me Al" by Paul Simon for my dad (Al) for his birthday.
When I saw orchestras and symphonies and school bands and stuff performing, I thought the conductor's baton told them what notes to play and that they had never played the song before, that the baton was just telling them what to do. I was really amazed at the skill of the band!
Rudolph the Red-nosed Reindeer was one of my favorite songs as a kid. The part where it says: "then how the reindeer loved him" was my favorite part. It took me years to figure out "then how" wasn't the name of a reindeer. My girlfriend still teases me about it to this day.
My Mom use to try to keep is from having the radio on before school and she would say, "Sing before seven cry before eleven". We use to like to sing along with the radio and she really just wanted us to be quiet.
When I was little and records were still popular, I thought that the singers singing the songs were singing live right at that moment and that if I kept playing either a particular song, or the whole record over and over, that eventually they'd get tired of singing the same songs over and over and over and would eventually yell at me to "pick another song or artist or album". LOL.
When I was around seven years old, Queen came out with "Bohemian Rhapsody." I figured out that it was about a murderer condemned to die. I asked my mother how they would kill him. She told me that they would put him in a large box and close the lid, and he would proceed to suffocate and die. To this day, when I hear the gong struck at the end of the song, I picture two flaps closing on a really big cardboard box.
i, too, thought my grandma made up the bushel and a peck song. :)