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Discussion in 'Music to Your Ears' started by Recalcitrant, May 28, 2020.
Harry belafonte banana boat song
I had a Catholic mom, too, but she’d have to race me to break a Lou Reed record.
I absolutely cannot bear the guy.
He was a pitchy, atonal singer, wrote simplistic songs, was a rudimentary player, and wrote about subject matter I don’t care about.
Thanks for listening.
Late 60's - Steppenwolf, the live version of "The Pusher".
Mom heard "GD The Pusher" and went ballistic. Never mind that is was a protest against drugs, she would have no part of it.
Not only did she take the album, she banned me from playing anything on the family console stereo (remember those) for a month.
Never did find out what she did with that album.
Our HS principal walked in just in time to hear, "Well I smoked a lotta grass...Lord knows I popped a lotta pills..."
And my mum (75) has asked me to send her a couple of SD cards full of MP3s for her new car.
You didn't imagine it. It's in there. Also, on the Live Killers album, Freddie introduces it by saying, "It's about..." And then there's a string of beeps censoring it, no doubt to mitigate against any potential lawsuit, even though it's a matter of public knowledge who it's about. I'd love to hear an uncensored version of that moment though.
None, but when I was about 14, a mate and I got severely reprimanded for having a magazine article open and on full display in the school library. It concerned Cannibal Corpse, and the tagline was something along the lines of "Brutal f---ing hardcore!"
Other band names of the same genre were further down the page and only added to the sense of moral outrage as the headteacher walked past at that precise moment... Ahh, happy days.
I was looking up the artwork for Warrior Soul’s Drugs, God and the new Republic when I read that the drummer was strangled then set on fire in a car park by 3 kids in their 20’s. Damn!
Johnny Cash at San Quentin. My dad gave me the lp when I was about five or six, and then when I was walking around the house singing the songs from it, including the cuss words, they decide to take it from me. I never owned it again until I was in my twenties I bought the CD.
I stopped my daughter from listening to Black Veil Brides. I personally think they are great musicians and their music is great, but she had this depression thing going on and some other things I won't mention, and that band was fueling it. At least in her mind - it was as though it put her in a state of mind that was harming her. I told her she's only allowed to listen to what she can handle. If she shows she cannot handle it, then it gets taken away.
After the Johnny Cash album, I never had anything taken away but my mom did raise an eyebrow what she saw my Black Sabbath Mob Rules album laying on the floor.
Looking back, 1960s BBC children's shows were far more subversive anyway:
Magic Roundabout with Dougal the dog and his "sugar" problem.
The Herb Garden - enough said.
Andy Pandy - cross dresser.
Bill and Ben the FlowerPOT Men - and their best friend "Weed"...
maybe i'm lucky to have liked a lot of punk, metal, and hardcore with hard to understand lyrics.
No albums ever got confiscated. However, my mom did very conveniently "lose" my VH 1984 tour T-shirt (the one with the guy holding the hammer behind his back) in the laundry very shortly after I got it.
I was 11 in 1977 and I acquired a copy of Never Mind the Bollocks by the Sex Pistols.
Mum and Dad were and are quite liberal but my Mum would not allow the playing of Bodies because of the F words and general nastiness of the track.
Curiously my Dad objected to Anarchy In The UK on the basis that the rule of law and good democratic government was precious and this type of pro anarchy message as it appeared to him were not something he wanted me to be getting into.
So I got some headphones.
Around that time thy found and removed my girlie mags too.
Mellow Gold by Beck. I didn't even get a chance to listen to it and still today the only song I've ever heard from that record is "Loser". It was the only time my Mom actually saw a Parental Advisory sticker so I just made a better effort to hide any offending material in the future.
Parents were very tolerant, but I remember the college Vice-principle snapped one day and burst into the common room and unplugged the record player that had 'Best of Cream' on repeat play, and took it into his office.
As conservative as my parents were, they never confiscated any albums. On a few occasions, my dad read the lyrics out loud to some of my explicit content labeled CDs, maybe trying to shame me into not listening to it anymore. Didn’t work.
This thread makes me cry.
She threw away singles by the Beatles, ccr, canned heat, The Who....
Rest In Peace mom.
Actually my mom bought me my first ever record (Billy Haley's Rock around the clock) and my dad the second (Rolling Stones' Rolled Gold).Both brought from London of course since the selling of "dirty" music was prohibited in Greece back than.
All these in the early 70s with a fascist military ("Family", "Patriotism",''Christianity" was their motto like all juntas) junta in Greece.
They were REALLY brave people.
Don't recall ever having an LP confiscated by my parents, but I did make my copy of Zappa's "Joe's Garage" disappear before my son could listen to it.
I had to hide Joe’s Garage from my kids as well. My Ramones cds were fair game, though.