This is the music responsible for my learning that there is music in the world that does not get played on the radio.
I was raised by my dad in a very strict, sheltered, religious home. So when, at 16, I moved to Seattle to live with my (gasp! secular!) mom, one of the things I discovered was that there is a whole world of non-radio music. My mom’s brother-in-law handed me this Legendary Pink Dots CD and I listened to it, unimpressed.
(This is a photo of me about 2-3 months before I listened to these Legendary Pink Dots. My Grandma made me participate in a beauty pageant because “I needed to do something extra-curricular.” I hated it, and I hated this hair, but at least my friend Emily was in it with me for moral support. That’s my Sociology teacher Mrs. Neely in the background.)
Later, on a family outing at the Seattle Underground Tour, the tour guide mentioned liking The Legendary Pink Dots, which Mom’s brother-in-law thought was enchanting.
"I wonder how she got into them. Not many people know them."
"Um, the radio?" I said.
"OH NO. They don’t get played on the radio, Sherah.”
"If you’re only listening to the radio, you’re missing out…"
He told me about all kinds of music I don’t remember.
I soon discovered Napster, and continued to have terribly uninformed taste in music for several years before burning through all kinds of crap to get to what is now, well, my taste.
A tip ‘o the hat to you, Legendary Pink Dots.