This morning on my way to work, I listened to Friday's episode of NPR's Pop Culture Happy Hour podcast, in which the hosts talked about some of their personal pop-culture firsts. I recommend this podcast, by the way, for anyone who likes light-hearted discussion of pop culture and entertainment, especially if you're looking for a podcast with clean language.

In any case, the episode was a lot of fun, and I was inspired to do a short series of posts sharing my own firsts, using the same list they used on the show. Over the next few days I'll cover my first grown-up book, my first favorite movie, my first collection, and my first celebrity crush, but today I'll be kicking things off with my first album.

Now, the first thing that occurred to me when I decided to do this series was that I'm going to have a really hard time remembering the actual firsts for any of them. Music, for example, has always been a big part of my life, but it's difficult for me to find the exact point when my collection branched off from my mom's. I have vivid memories of my brother and I singing along in the back of my mom's car to Jackson Browne, Lionel Richie, Jimmy Cliff, and Eddy Grant when we were very young. Later, the B-52's and Paula Abdul made an appearance, but all of those tapes were my mom's, not mine.

Of course, my current music tastes and album collection largely started in the early 90's and then, as now it was a real hodgepodge. I think my initial set of CDs consisted of They Might Be Giants' Flood, and Metallica's Ride the Lightning, and two greatest hits collections: Glen Miller and Henry Mancini. But even at that point I already had a bunch of tapes lying around--I know I had two other Metallica tapes (Master of Puppets and Kill 'Em All) and Green Day's Dookie.

My first LP I remember pretty clearly: a copy of M.C. Hammer's 2 Legit 2 Quit that I picked up from a secondhand store when my stepdad took me on a trip up to San Francisco. But that would have been middle school, and I'm nearly positive I had a few tapes of my own in elementary school.

I'd like to be able to say that my first album was Weird Al's Even Worse. Certainly that tape was in heavy rotation when I got my first Walkman. Unfortunately, if I'm being honest with myself, I have to admit that that tape almost certainly belonged to my brother. No, my real first album is way, way more embarrassing.

I've been contorting my brain to try to recollect any other tape that might have come first, to no avail. I have to admit it: my first album, the one I picked to be the very first I owned myself, was almost certainly Michael Bolton's Time, Love & Tenderness. I remember listening to it on my headphones in the back seat of my grandpa's truck as we headed out on family vacations, and being mystified at my mom's insistence that Bolton's version of "When a Man Loves a Woman" wasn't as soulful as Percy Sledge's rendition.

I'm pretty sure that in the building of my first music library, Time, Love & Tenderness was followed relatively quickly by M.C. Hammer's Please Hammer, Don't Hurt 'Em. I'm not sure if that makes it better or worse.

OK, now here's my challenge to you: I've opened up and shown you the embarrassing depths of my ten-year-old music tastes. I bet none of you can do worse, and I dare you to prove me wrong.


Kate the Great:

The first tape I ever remember BEGGING for and getting was Richard Marx. My favorite song was "Right Here Waiting." I still know all the words and can play the intro on the piano.

Kate the Great:

Oh, and Jesse and I totally owned both those Hammer albums...


It would have been UHF on cassette, followed by Alapalooza. I don't think of either as my first album, though -- I think of my first CD, which was (What's the Story) Morning Glory.


I'm pretty sure the first music I remember buying for myself was a cassette single of the theme song from Friends. The husband says he thinks the first album he bought was Gloria Estefan and the Miami Sound Machine.


Reading this to the husband, I was reminded that I may be able to do you one better-- I went with my mom to see Michael Bolton. Live. On purpose, even. :)


First vinyl - The Police - Ghost in the Machine.
First CD - Vanilla Ice - To the Extreme and C&C Music Factory - Gonna Make You Sweat. Both were actually gifts, and I have them both still 20 years later. First I bought for myself was Wilson Phillips - Hold On, which I also still have.
No idea what my first cassette was. Very likely New Kids on the Block, purchased while in line to get tickets for their concert at Alpine Valley (WI) which took place a few days after Stevie Ray Vaughn died in a helicopter crash leaving the same venue.