Back in 1978, I had a friend come over to my house, very excited for me to hear a new album that was out by a new band of clown rockers called, Kiss.
I was an insufferable rock snob about it and refused to let him bring into my house, a band that dressed like clowns. At the time, I was very into bands like Jethro Tull, Led Zepplin, Pink Floyd, Savoy Brown, Fleetwood Mac's Then Play On album (I wasn't nuts about most of their other stuff), T Rex and Tommy Bolin, Black Sabbath, Pink Floyd, Jethro Tull, etc. Frank Marino and Mahogany Rush, and others; but mostly I was into serious guitar music. Also acid rock, and what I called "Heavy Metal" back then, but once it turned into a commercial production machine, I stopped listening. I was into a wide variety of music as I've mentioned before, classical, swing, blues, blue grass, reggae, etc. I loved Leon Redbone, for instance and had I known about him, I would have loved Tom Waits. And there are others that break the mold for me in my tastes. And, classical guitar, Segovia and others; blues, BB King and others; all serious players.
So when an acquaintance, younger than me, came over to my house all excited to show me the new Kiss album, I took one look at the clowns on the cover and turned my nose up. In retrospect I am not much a Kiss fan. I am actually, a bit of a fan of Gene Simmons, in a way.
Family Jewels. They are entertaining and Gene has some very
good business savvy.
But my point in bringing this up is, that once I later, listened to Kiss, I was surprised and realized I shouldn't have turned away the guy that was so excited. It was two forms of music colliding in my driveway. But his wasn't that bad really, I was. I tried to be more open minded in the years following. What I should have done was let him play it for me. I should have been more understanding to someone very excited about something I may not, in the end, have been into. But my comment was, you're not bringing that into my house and not playing it on my Yamaha turntable.
What a jerk.