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"Eggie-weggs!. . . I'd like to take 'em out and smash 'em!" :-] "head shop". . . Wow. . . that takes me back. We had one on our own Main St. Record store in the front, jewelry shop in the back - you know the kind. . . hemp necklaces, black wire & bead earrings, and the ones made from peacock feathers. Man-o-man. . . There was a door off to the side mid-way through the shop, with a simple little sign. Downstairs, past the smell of incense and glow of black lights was the head shop. Glass cases of all sorts of goodies. . . Or so I heard. Never went there myself. :-]

I made fancy candles and sold them in one of those shops. they always smelled of incensed and had a separate room with posters and a black light

Water candles?

There were a lot of records around the house (Broadway, Modern Jazz Quartet, Folk music, etc.). The first record that was "mine" was "Meet The Beatles", bought for me by the babysitter when the Fab 4 were taking over America (Thanks again Pam). The first record I remember spending my own bucks for was (I think) Elton John - Tumbleweed Connection.

I slipped badly when I sold 200 comic books (what would they be worth today?) to buy a Monkees album.

THE POLICE "Ghost in the Machine" "We are spirits in the material world". . .wonderful Police! . . .and . . EROS RAMAZZOTTI "Cuori Agitati" .grande Eros!

Little Rainbow wrote: "the three first I bought by myself and faced there my musician father real miscomprehension were:. . ." I could change it by : the first album I was offered by my parents, in spite of my musician father real miscomprehension was: Michael Jackson "Thriller" Dad was so angry and disappointed after my "so bad" (better be polite, his words were tougher) music tastes that he didn't kiss me back when I thanked him for the Christmas gift (sure my mother had insisted to have that record bought for me). My father never, never, never accepted that I could listen to pop/rock music. . .

well, for my father, who played clarinet in an old jazz band, and who liked classical music, what I listened was plainly not music. I try to remember how that hurted me when I say something to my daughter about her music.

Frenchylamia you made me laugh so much reading your lines, but I have to admit you've got a great man as father, open minded it seems, just make me think of Bono lyrics speaking of the young generation: the most beautiful song is the one you're playing and we haven't yet heard, or something like that, difficult for parents sometimes to be in the mood for future alongside with their children. Here, mine is disappointed cause I'm the one bringing back home most of CD's, he think is mother is too much up to date for him :-] :-] but he does agree when the too much up to date mother tell him he can go with her to Coldplay concert and is allowed to miss school for one afternoon to do so anyway by the way, just remembered yesterday that my first Genesis album wasn't trespass but Foxtrot, from which super's ready had been instantaneously my favorite piece.

I thank my dad for The Modern Jazz Quartet, Richie Havens, Carole King & James Taylor. A good musical foundation in the '60s to build on.

My first 45, chosen and paid by me, was a Beatles´Help single with "Another Girl" as side B. My first actual LP´s were (I got 2) Dire Straits´Communiqué and UK´s Danger Money. Still have them

in fact Jazz has been my own personal discovery, there were no records of jazz home, my first bought "Tutu" by the great Miles

By the way, if my first album was "Thriller" (as a gift), the first one I really bought to myself was "Off the Wall", still from Michael Jackson I loved very much looooooooooooong time agooooooooo. . . I still think these two records are MJ's masterpieces, even if my musical tastes have changed very much since. . . Little, so you've been more modern and curious than your own son ! :-] This boy has to be "shaked" a little bit, hasn't he ! :-] After all these years, guess I still listen to stupid stuff ("conneries", as my father said ! :-] ), since myself, I crossed the Channel in december to go to Coldplay concert in London. . . At home, when I was young (loooooooong time agoooo), there was not any jazz record either. Only classical and Armenian folk music (-> my father's world). But Dad appreciated people like Georges Brassens and Jacques Brel. The rest was just "shit". :-] I never had the right to watch the famous French program "Les enfants du rock" or any stuff of that kind. . . Youth was so good fun. . . That's a lesson for parents, as Meme wrote. It's no use to try to stop children from listening to the music they chose. Feeling of injustice might be much worse than anything. . . If they have to make their tastes change or evoluate, they'll do it themselves, at their own rhythm, if they have an open mind and their own curiosity to discover unknown worlds. . .

AND THEN THERE WERE 3

Selling England by the Pound- the best money I ever spent.