music: songs

I used to believe…

up until i took my grade 2 on violin i was convinced that the string family were literally a family...i thought the double bass was the dad, the cello was the mum, and the viola and the violin where children.....i was slightly embaressed when i explained my veiws to my violin teacher and she laughed.....= S

When I first saw an accordion, I thought it was an engine from a car or truck. I thought they would take it out of the vehicle and stretch it back and forth so they can get dirt and dust out of it. I also wondered why it made a lot of noise and why someone would keep it in their house. I later learned it was only a musical instrument when my grandparents showed one to me. I felt so embarrassed and dumbfounded when they told me what it really was...

I used to believe that you could only play a record once, and after that all the sound was wiped off.

My name is Julia and I used to believe that the Beatles song "Julia" was about me! I was so happy when a heard it on a cassette tape... but then I found out that it was about a different Julia.

I guess I didn't think about how it was possible to write a song about me before I was even born.

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!

Back in the late 70s when I was about 6 or 7 I used to sleep over my aunt's house from time to time. My cousins were teens at that point. They listened to a lot of disco and everytime I heard a song with the word "boogie" in it, I thought that they were referring to boogers.

"Get Up And Boogie" to me meant stop dancing and clean all the boogers out of your nose. LOL!!!

At about four years old, (in the '50s), I heard a song on the radio, wherein a woman was singing, "Since I lost my baby, I almost lost my mind..." This seemed to me completely tragic. I had a little brother, and could imagine how upset Mom would be if she lost him.

I used to think the song "Mustang Sally" was about the astronaut Sally Ride, because the only part I knew was the chorus "ride, Sally Ride."

When I was like, 11, I really liked that Puddle of Mudd song "Blurry". My mom and I listened to it on the radio, and I must have asked her what it was about because I remember her saying "It's about a man who can't see his own son." A short while later, I saw the video. I went and asked my mom, "If the guy from that song is blind, wouldn't it be unsafe for him to throw the kid up in the air?" She was like, "What?"
It turns out that song is about not having custody of your kid after a divorce.
I took it to mean literally, he COULDN'T SEE his kid.
Whoops.

I used to belive that if I put my finges in my ears when i sang noone could hear me

As a child, I didn't understand wat was being said by the first two lines of "We Three Kings". Now I understand how the awkward way the sentence "We three kings of Orient are bearing gifts." has the compound verb form "are bearing" broken up between two lines is the reason for the misunderstanding. The pause at the end of the first line made that line seem like a complete phrase. Consequently I envisioned that "Orient Are" was the name of some mystic and romantic land somewhere. The contemplation of that romantic land of "Orient Are" may just have embodied the most romantic enchanted vision associated with Christmas in my formative years, more romantic than the birth of Jesus, more romantic than Santa Claus, more romantic than any greenery of Christmas trees or holly or any colorful lights or decorations. I still have to remind myself of what the lines really say, or my mind surely still wanders to that mystic land of "Orient Are" in my annual revisiting of the most supreme enchantments that I long associated with Christmas.

When I was a kid I thought the song "Planet Claire" by The-B52s was about my mom specifically (her name is Claire) and thought it was really cool they made a song about her (to this day I am not sure who it is really named after if anyone)

When I first heard ‘Papa Don’t Preach’ by Madonna, I thought it was an anti abortion song. Hence the lyrics: “But I made up my mind, I’m keeping my baby”

When I was three or four, I firmly believed that I had written the song "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer"... because some how I knew the tune and all the words but couldn't remember ever hearing it outside of me singing it. One Christmas (this was 1985 or 1986) my dad's entire family was at our house. I stood up in front of the tree and asked them if they wanted to hear the song I wrote, and proceded to sing Rudolph (minus the You know Dasher and Dancer... part because I had never heard that section of it at that point).

I would love to know what their reactions to this were now that I am twenty years older!!

i used to believe that in the song from the sound of music "favorite things" when the dog bites when the bee stings when im feeling sad i thought those were all part of the singers favorite things

Thanks to the Beatles, I beleived that yellow was standard submarine color until I was was 9 and saw a WWII movie. I was kind of disappointed that all the submarines in it were drab green or grey. I still think yellow is a much nicer, happier color.