Donkey Live At The Acropolis

The Rhino and I were recently discussing arena rock and I recounted a story about one time when visiting my family in the beautiful town of Doire, me older cousin Columb asked me what the kids in America were listening to and when I replied.... "Journey" he proceeded to give me a swift shot to the mug and put me on my back.

Upon regaining consciousness he then proceeded to indoctrinate me in the ways of the Sabbath, for which I am eternally grateful that it was he and not my cousin the mod rocker or perhaps Id be wearing skinny ties blaring The Jam from my Vespa scooter to this day.

That was a close one. The bitterest pill is indeed hard to swallow.

Every music scene has its hierarchy just as Id imagine that Rhino and his fellow hip hoppers looked down on the Kid-n-Plays and Young MCs of world and the east coast Warlike with his snobbish disdain for Wisconsin Polka bands, so too did we rockers... and the likes of Journey and Def Leppard and their fans were not to be tolerated and publicly mocked at every opportunity.

but....

Some girls dug them, so .....

When you had one of them in the backseat of your Chevy Nova and deep down in places you don't talk about at parties, you want Journey on that cassette player, you need Journey on that cassette player.

So therein lies my dirty secret, although publicly mocking Journey and their songs about hugging, I also kept a tape stashed under my driver's seat for emergency wooing sessions.

I feel so dirty, so very very dirty.

So I ask you to share in my shame, and come clean.

Everybody, and I'm convinced EVERYBODY has listened to or still listens to music that their close friends would either be surprised to learn about and perhaps even scold scorn and shun upon discovery of it's revelation.

Let it out, it'll be ok.

...and Rhino I already know about your Debbie Gibson vinyl collection so pick another.