WHERE MUSIC LISTENS TO YOU

Out of Step (With The World)

Posted over 2 years ago
Like so many of us, MOG has been a godsend, a haven where I have found people who share a similar passion for music. Sure, we all don't like the SAME music, but the fact alone that we're all passionate about music makes MOG so exciting.As a result, I cannot count the number of times that MOGgers have shared their frustrations that the other people in their lives don't quite understand that passion.Examples:"I was lucky if they knew who Faith No More or Stone Roses were & why they mean so much to me""Most of my friends don't like the same music as me, so often I'm stuck going to the clubs they want to go to"So when did it hit you that your love of music set you apart from the rest of society?Since I think I've been talking about myself too much, I won't share my answer now. I am, however, intrigued to hear your responses. This might even be cathartic for some of us, still stung with the feeling of being ...I'm gonna knock it downAny way that i canI'm gonna scream, I'm gonna yellI don't want to have to use my handsIt's like screaming at a wallSomeday it's gonna fallYou built that wall up around youAnd now you can't see outAnd you can't hear my wordsNo matter how loud I shoutYou're safe inside and you know it'Cause I can't get to youAnd you know I resent itAnd my temper growsYou better reinforce those wallsUntil you don't have no room to stand'Cause someday the bricks are gonna fallSomeday I'm gonna use my hands

Comments (41)

  1. summer eyes says it hit me when i turned on MTV one day and didnt know a single video on the top 20 count down.... i am reminded of it everyday when friends start singing and dancing to rap songs.... when i say im excited to go to a concert and people say "who is that?" when i tell them who i am seeing.....
    Permalink posted 05/15/2007
  2. 1234chainsaw says High school. The only time, and reason, I cut class was to go record-shopping in downtown Helsinki.
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  3. thill says Maybe 5th or 6th grade. Most kids listened to the radio and knew the songs but I was more obsessive about it. I also listened to my parents albums from the time I was little and was always interested in listening to music. I thought everyone was obsessive about music and then found out most people tend to just listen to whatever is on the radio.
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  4. Me and the Horse I Rode In On says Chainsaw: Suddenly you look familiar. Have you ever been to Copenhagen? I noticed when people looked at me funny when I handed them a mix-CD or recommended an album. It's gotten worse I think.
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  5. mutterimieli says When my sister came in the door saying "you're not going to believe it, there's a band called AHA, can you believe that..who would listen to a band named AHA!?!?" to which I replied by opening my walkman and showing her what I was listening to, followed by her walking away shaking her head.
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  6. Dale says Wow, so early, summer? In a way, that's good, so you can get past it and learn to accept being your own person. Being your own person rules. :) Ditching school to go record-shopping ... why didn't I think of that?
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  7. Dale says Teresa, you're seriously precocious. That's so cool that you were digging into your parents' collections that early. Henry, I bet everyone here deals with that at one point or another, but how old were you when that started happening? Jill, I love that, you totally PWNED yr sister. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
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  8. Lester Jonze says Probably tenth grade, when everyone was listening to rap and I was listening to the Beatles, and being a hippie, and being WAY out of place, much like now. and forever. People asking what are you listening to? And (blank stares) exactly "Minor Threat, word":http://mog.com/Lester_Jonze/blog_post/73125
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  9. Dale says Maybe out of place, Les, but the Beatles PWNS rap all day, every day. Hmm, that would make a good MOG tagline: "A place for those out of place" You get full credit, of course.
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  10. thill says dale--i wish that i was precocious but i am afraid that i lived a couple miles out of town, didn't have other kids to play with, had two television channels but I had access to a record collection and i had one of those little kid suitcase record players. and even though it was 1978 - 1979 my parents record collection for the most part ended with Blonde on Blonde by Dylan. The album that always makes me think of my childhood is Hot August Night the Neil Diamond 2 record concert record.
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  11. Rawkkiddoh says It was in college my first year when my music tastes made me different from the rest of my floor. I was given the name, the mutant, and it stuck until I graduated. While everyone was listening to AC/DC and other "party" bands, I was listening to college radio and loving every moment of it. I remember going to parties and almost crying at the music that was being played, then I found out of this underground venue in town that punk bands were playing at. My first night there I saw a little known Green Day blow the roof off of that Mankato venue. I had found a home, and other music geeks such as myself to hang out with and talk about things besides beer and getting laid.
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  12. kat3260 says Great post - I can't remember when I just knew I was different...I think it was when I turned 15 and got a part-time job. Each week, ALL of my paycheck was gone after I went to the record store...and I got this giddy excitement from having, or at least knowing, every song that anyone could ever possibly request...
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  13. Me and the Horse I Rode In On says Dale: I have to admit that I was a lost child as a teenager. I was just like everyone else. I was probably in my early 20's when I finally became a freak.
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  14. Dale says OK, maybe not precocious, Teresa, but you entertained yourself in the best possible way, given the circumstances. Do you think you would have liked music less if you had had more entertainment options? Kev, that venue sounds divine, and getting to hear Green Day kick-start something in a small venue like that would have been beyond awesome. Kat, that's so cool, I bet your record collection was the envy of the neighborhood. Aww, no worries Henry, it doesn't really matter if it happened early or late in life, the fact that you had the epiphany is what's so cool.
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  15. Me and the Horse I Rode In On says Me not worry??? It's not you who has been seen walking around singing Unskinny Bob.
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  16. jenny says The last place that I felt like I was listening to the same music as everybody else was college...and that was 23 years ago. But I don't mind. I play stuff for my son and my husband and sometimes I make a few people that I like mix CDs and there's MOG and Multiply and a few writer/editor friends who don't mind shooting the shit once in a while. But I think one of the reasons I do so many interviews is loneliness...you know, wanting to talk about music with someone, even if it's kind of a phony situation.
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  17. Dale says "Unskinny Bop"?!? Oh, the humanity! Please tell me that it has been captured on videotape, for those moments when you get too indie-snob for us, haha. 24 years, Jen? You're one of those uber-smart kids that were in college at age 8, huh? ;) I keed. I do wonder how much of that need to feel connected drives people in the music journalism business. Hmmm...
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  18. ladyIoanna says oh, thank you very much, dale, how it comes, that every time i enter mog, something will allways work as a balsam to my heart? I believe this explains the relationship with the rest of the world..just today i had a fight with my home, because i forgot myself in a site listening, exploring my way, my kind of music, starting fom nirvana and stones and reaching to an orchestra baobab and tego calderon and los orishas and I forgot everything else..and i remember the first time i understood something strange was going on, i was at high school, and a girl friend came into my room and saw the LP of doors and she looked at me with opened eyes..are you listening to these people?..and she never reached me again...up to some days ago, when a greek rock singer I love, came into the town I live, and I went and to the second guitar solo I breast into tears and everybody was looking at me as freak..
    Permalink posted 05/15/2007
  19. ciphermedia says Probably in late high school. Even now though, most people (including those with 'indie taste') look at me strangely when I mention some of the artists I've been listening to. Sometimes I think I'm too eclectic / obscure for my own good. But then I read a post from "Fistula Spume":http://mog.com/fistula_spume and I suddenly feel at home.
    Permalink posted 05/15/2007
  20. dharmachris says Awesome post, Dale, and all the others who have shared. I used to think my tastes were eclectic or obscure, then I came on here and feel downright mainstream. Yikes! My musical separation was late high school-- a friend turned me on to U2, XTC, Patti Smith and the Clash, and it was all over. That and The Doors got me through my small town upbringing and into college where I found the radio station and played the overnight shift. Now feeling different from the rest of the world, well.. that might have been even earlier. But thats a different post then. Love the album cover pic of Minor Threat, too!
    Permalink posted 05/15/2007
  21. Anna says I've been through many musical phases in my life and I was never alone in them. I went from alternative, to indie rock, to industrial (yes...), to trip hop and electronica, to rap, and ended up back in indie rock. This is the first time I've been musically alone in real life; it's been almost a year. When I came to MOG, I started feeling more and more free to dive into what I always loved deep down inside. It brought out the depressed post-punk in me. And the musical divorce with most of my friends. Let me just refresh your memory. Me: I can't wait to see Control, it's a movie about Ian Curtis' life. Friend: Who? Me: ............Joy Division? Friend: What? la la la la
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  22. Dale says _When I came to MOG , I started feeling more and more free to dive into what I always loved deep down inside._ Yeah, like Bauhaus. :P hahahahahahahahaha Aww, your wounds are still fresh, the ink still dries on the musical divorce. :( (applies salve to wounds)
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  23. Shud33 says Hmm, great question! I can actually say I don't have a specific moment that sticks out of when I realized it. I have always listened to music that was different than my friends. I grew up with a musical family background and was subjected to a lot of different music. Most of which was before "my time". But what I did know is that it made me appreciate the verity out there and I didn't want to just like "1" type of music. In reality, there is something good in all music, whether it is instrumental, the message, the beat..etc..to each there own. I am new to this site, but agree with you that it excites me to know there are other people out there like me. I look forward to everyone’s suggestions on new music.
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  24. Dale says You'll find that your story is quite common here, shud33.
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  25. Jill M says When I was in high school, all of my friends would talk about different actors that they loved and I didn't know any of them, but I knew all of the band members of every band that was out. I was always, and still am, trying to get my friends to listen to the music that I like instead of the pop music that just happend to be playing on the radio at the time. I'm 33 now, the mother of four, and still make it through each day with the help of my music. I went to a bright eyes concert last month, and I had to actually find someone willing to go with me, then buy them a couple of cds so that they would know at least some of the songs. I still don't know a single other person that listens to Bright Eyes, but their music means everything to me!
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  26. mktackabery says for me it was much. much earlier, like, seven or eight, when I started getting into musicals and checking them out from the library. Nobody I knew did that! Of course, I was getting moved around in school and didn't have any friends at the time - I was moved from second, to third, to fourth grade in about a year, so it was a bumpy time and when I wasn't in some shrink's office taking a test, I was in the library reading whatever I wanted while they figured out "what to do with me." I ended up reading this book by Lester Bangs, and checking out a bunch of psychedelic records from the library too, which my mother encouraged because at least she understood my musical interests, if nothing else. And pretty much ever since then I've heard the familiar "who?" after I told someone what I was listening to. Just a fact of life.
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  27. Shud33 says Good times, glad to know I'm not alone..lol.
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  28. Neill says In 1979 when I was a punk and got chassed through Belfast by a gang of long haired idiots shouting 'Get the punk!' (Or was it because the only men with short hair and British accents in Belfast where in the British army?)
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  29. Joxley says Strangely I think it was only when I discovered MOG, and started getting the musical interaction I'd been missing out on for so long...and when my friends are all talking about how myspace is "the best thing ever". Either that or when I took some friends to Piccadilly Records (now officially the best record store in the UK) and they kinda freaked at the concept of their being more genres than pop and rock...
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  30. doombilly says From the git-go my musical taste has run counter to most of my social contacts until such a time that my musical tastes led me into social circles of like-minded or equally outcast tastes.
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  31. etcvisitor says my dad would always make me tapes of his albums when i was little so i had an early start. kids at school were listening to childrens music and the radio while i was listening to robert plant, men at work, bob marley and the beatles. by the time i got to fifth grade when everyone was begining to listen to that stuff my brother started making me tapes of minor threat, the dead kennedys, black flag and a whole lot of death metal stuff. its been down hill my whole life.
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  32. contrabandwidth says I pretty much cut my teeth on Classic Rock n' roll, and was a teenage hippie to boot. But a couple groups or albums would slip in via 120 minutes and the local college radio station which I could call and reqest to my hearts delight. I was into Phish and the Dead, but started discovering Bad Religion and groups like King Missle. They showed me that sometimes intention was just as important as skill (and sometimes more). It wasn't until I got a job delivering Pizza that I had cash to broaden my horizons. I would frequent Circuit City (which in the beginning would cut deals with the distributors taking what ever they would give them so they could get people in the stores to buy the more expensive items) and I would find a great selection of music from across the board. A 19 I worked at a record store which offered a 40% discount, and soon all my paycheck returned to the record companies... I have never recovered since.
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  33. Lizziegreeneyes says I know this sounds crazy, but really from the time I could remember music, I was tagged "different" when it came to music. At 3, I was singing the songs on my parents 8track in the car - I remember my Mom's friend taking me into the house, putting on her Blondie album & making me sing _Hangin on the Telephone & Heart of Glass_ again. She then told my Mum that not only did I have perfect pitch, but that she had never seen anything like it ... a 3 year old rockin out to Blondie with a hairbrush as my mic & my friends & family as my audience. It still blows me away to this day - cuz I really do remember the shocked expresssion on her face as she turned around in the front seat & said 'Elizabeth, would you sing that again for me?" Mum rewound the 8track & sing it again I did !!! When the song Rapture came out - I had a whole routine I did for my Mum's friend's birthday - I had the entire party cracking up ... with her kids & their friends as the other band members ... I had a period in 6th grade - I had just moved to suburban Philadelphia & this was a completely different animal than the west coast/Washington state (eastern side) - where I tried my best to fit in & listen to what the others in my class were into ... that lasted about 1/2 the school year & I was back to Blondie & Devo, to Alan Parsons Project, Depeche Mode, New Order, The Cure ...... Between the last year of highschool & first year in college I had a boyfriend & best guyfriend who introduced me to completely new stuff - Mr. Bungle, Front 242, Primus, Alice Donut, Blake Babies in HS, Harold Budd, Francis Dunnery, Mike Oldfield, Jamiroquai, Brian Eno in college ... that's when it became my *TOTAL* obsession, when I found out there wasn't a single genre of music I couldn't find at least *_ONE_* song that I liked - often found there was a heck of a lot more than one really :) Dale, thanks for this post ... the memories keep flooding back ...don't know what I'd do without music, but a close second in that equation, I don't know what I'd do without MOG & the amazing people I''ve met & will keep meeting here ... everyday I laugh harder, cry bolder & think stronger about all things sonorific :) Each & every day I find a new band/artist/album I haven't heard before ... just blows my mind :) Big, & I do mean *BIG* hugs & kisses to you Dale in your killer diller Docs ;) Memories light the corners of my mind ... XOXOXOXOXOXO
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  34. contrabandwidth says Lizzie, I know from your past posts we share a relation to the proximity of the Main Line (I lived in Devon). How much of a role did Repo Records in Bryn Mawr play in your obsession? I used to jump on the R5 (before I could drive) and hit Critters (the head shop) and Repo any time I had money. It was the next best thing to South Street in Philadelphia, to me.
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  35. Lizziegreeneyes says South Street in the hizzouse ... Repo as well - plus there's one in Manayunk right ??? Border's on the Main Line. Then for little day trip excursions, Bleeker Street Records, Princeton Record Exchange (my favorite), there was one in Pitman, New Jersey that was too cool for school - I got to know the guy really well (the college music fanatic ex lived there) & he'd set things aside for me I wanted or that he thought I'd like. There was one in Madison New Jersey (college) that had amazing stuff as well - and the guy would order anything for me didn't matter how obscure - he also wouldn't stick me with an insane mark-up on the rare stuff. But yeah, Repo was a second home - I remember buying MBV Loveless there ... I thought I'd died & gone to heaven - every time I pull out a cd with a sticker from any of these shops - makes me smile - & even with my ridiculous (bordering on insane) collection of CDs, I can usually remember when I got the albums if they were from these shops. Have you ever been to the Mad Platter in West Chester - that's a great one as well - how can you not love the mom & pops ???
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  36. Dale says Oh, to have been a fly on the wall for Lizzie's way-too-adorable Blondie karaoke sessions. And :::BigSquooshyHugz::: back'atcha. :D And what's this? MOG and real life connecting? Happy dance!
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  37. contrabandwidth says I still have a bunch of albums with Repo price tags on them ( I haven't lived in the area for over 10 years). I bought a copy of Bongwaters "Power of Pussy" and realized when I got home it was signed "Fuck You" - Kramer. That's pretty special. I can't remember the name of the place, but there was a great store in New Hope that was down some steps in a basement. And of course the best record store in the world might just be Other Music in Soho, NYC.
    Permalink posted 05/16/2007
  38. Lizziegreeneyes says Well you know I'z a Bleeker Street Girl ... but YES, I remember the place you're talking about in New Hope, but I'm stumped on the name as well !!! "Dale, it does the heart good" :) (instead of the whole milk body thing ...)
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  39. B42 says August 17, 1972 sometime between 7pm and 2 am,...maybe...
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  40. Dale says Wow Bruce, that's really precise. Yeesh, must have been SOME concert. (blushing at Lizzie's comment)
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  41. chucky says I can't really remember, so I am going to with birth here.
    Permalink posted 05/21/2007

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