Last week I received an exceptional birthday gift from my wife. She surprised me with the complete Baseball documentary series, the film by Ken Burns. This is something I’ve wanted for a long time, but could never justify the cost. Thankfully, my wife is awesome.
While watching the first disc of the set, I became enamored by something (a young) Bob Costas stated. In paraphrasing his words, the statement he made that resonated so deeply with me was this: There are few things in life that we become interested in at an early age that we keep an interest in until the day we die. He was obviously referring to baseball, but that statement started me thinking. What things in life have I been obsessed with since an early age that I will be interested in until death?
Baseball, needless to say, is one of those things. Music is another. Specifically, hard rock/heavy metal music. I was 8 years old when I got into Kiss. I was 9 when I fell in love with Def Leppard (specifically the Pyromania album). I was 5 when I started listening to Bob Seger’s Night Moves on a regular basis. There are not many things in life that go back that far with me that I still love. Music, my parents, baseball, and cartoons would pretty much sum it up. Women came a little later and everything else came much later (cars, writing, Stephen King, horror films, etc.) The other things I obsessed over at that early an age have long since fallen to the wayside.
Hard rock hit me at a young age and my love affair has grown ever since. From Kiss and Def Leppard, I transgressed to Van Halen. After that it was AC/DC (through my cousin). AC/DC gave way to Iron Maiden. That set the groundwork for hair metal and the anxiety alleviating bands like Metallica, Anthrax, and Suicidal Tendencies. By high school, I knew I was hooked for life. Hard rock was always going to be my music medium of choice.
That’s not to say that I don’t like other types of music, because I do. Some of the music I love, readers of Hard Rock Hideout would possibly ridicule me for (it’s okay, I can take it). However, even though I love that “other” music dearly, it always comes back to hard rock. Ingrained in my soul since the age of 5, rock and roll is a powerful medium that has gotten me through most of life’s journey.
How many things do we obsess over at an early age and take with us to the grave? Not many, but for me, heavy metal fits that bill. Is it the same for you? Have you been in love with rock and roll since infancy? It’s a powerful, lifelong bond that will never end, will always be defended, and will never let us down.