Pretty much what the thread says. Was it due to some unforeseen event? Inherited from a family member? Their name emblazoned onto your chest as some kind of birth mark?
For me, mine starts off one humid August night in the Black Hills of South Dakota, right near the Sturgis Rally. At this time, I was working in a newspaper office as their lead ad designer and, due to the rally and the paper's complete lack of competence, had just finished a 11-hour workday.
Exhausted, I spent that evening in the dim glow of my laptop screen, positioned next to an open window, the sound of distant motorcycles rounding the hills, the evening air now finally cool and smelling late summer does.
Cruising around the interwebs, I made it to one of the sites I frequented back in the day called AlbinoBlackSheep. Think Newgrounds, except run through a higher filter. Mostly weird, artsy Flash animations and videos. This one fateful night, I watched a dumb video called The Variety Bash:
In the video, which is just a hodgepodge of bizarre clips and animations, was one song in particular: Clutch's "Big News 2." Something immediately grabbed me about it- it was funk and stoner rock and blues all fused together into some insane, grooving beast of a song.
Of course, having just hearing that song, I was hungry for more. Little did I know that Clutch had just released their album "From Beale Street to Oblivion," which contained the song "Electric Worry."
After watching it, I was literally stunned. You hear about those songs that give a person goosebumps- this was one of those times where my entire upper body went numb. For me, at that one moment in time, it was the most perfect thing I ever heard. Nearly eight years later, I have yet been so charged by a song or band.
Okay, I'm done with my dumb story. What's yours?
For me, mine starts off one humid August night in the Black Hills of South Dakota, right near the Sturgis Rally. At this time, I was working in a newspaper office as their lead ad designer and, due to the rally and the paper's complete lack of competence, had just finished a 11-hour workday.
Exhausted, I spent that evening in the dim glow of my laptop screen, positioned next to an open window, the sound of distant motorcycles rounding the hills, the evening air now finally cool and smelling late summer does.
Cruising around the interwebs, I made it to one of the sites I frequented back in the day called AlbinoBlackSheep. Think Newgrounds, except run through a higher filter. Mostly weird, artsy Flash animations and videos. This one fateful night, I watched a dumb video called The Variety Bash:
In the video, which is just a hodgepodge of bizarre clips and animations, was one song in particular: Clutch's "Big News 2." Something immediately grabbed me about it- it was funk and stoner rock and blues all fused together into some insane, grooving beast of a song.
Of course, having just hearing that song, I was hungry for more. Little did I know that Clutch had just released their album "From Beale Street to Oblivion," which contained the song "Electric Worry."
After watching it, I was literally stunned. You hear about those songs that give a person goosebumps- this was one of those times where my entire upper body went numb. For me, at that one moment in time, it was the most perfect thing I ever heard. Nearly eight years later, I have yet been so charged by a song or band.
Okay, I'm done with my dumb story. What's yours?
