So, I got this idea from my big blog buddy Elisabeth. Except I first did it on Facebook.
Has anyone else noticed how bloggy things are happening on Facebook? All of the sudden it's all tags and memes. Well, at least I prefer that to inane quizzes.
Anyway, I like this list concept because it's not a list of "My Favorite Albums." There's a big difference between favorite and significant.
So, with no further ado, minimum linkage, and in order at least for the first seven or so:
1. Schoolboys in Disgrace by The Kinks:
This is anything but the best Kinks album. In fact, many would argue it's one of the worst. But it's the first one I owned and the one that really got me interested in the Kinks as purveyors of more than singles. The rest is history: my history.
2. My Aim is True by Elvis Costello:
I saw the future of British rock and roll and his name was Declan McManus. I also saw his first US tour at the Waldorf in San Francisco. His part of the concert lasted 28 minutes.
3. Born to Run by Bruce Springsteen:
I saw the future of American rock and roll and his concerts lasted four hours.
4. Reckoning by REM:
When I was teaching in the USA and wondering whatever I was going to listen to, other than Bruce Springsteen, now that New Wave was dying out, one of the people tagged in this article suggested I try REM. I took his suggestion.
5. Meet the Beatles:
Because my mom brought it home on vinyl and I'll always remember how it looked sitting in our living room. Plus it has a song from the Music Man on it, which is pretty cool.
6. Squeezing Out Sparks by Graham Parker:
Well, it's the only autographed album I own because I went to a record-signing and met Graham Parker. And it's just so bloody brilliant.
7. Blonde on Blonde by Bob Dylan:
OK, I admit, this is here because it's my favorite Dylan album. So by definition, it's significant.
8. Singles Going Steady by The Buzzcocks:
Maybe it's not cool to include greatest hits albums, but I think this is about all one really needs of the Buzzcocks. Call it distilled genius.
9. Face to Face by The Kinks:
Or the one where I became konvinced that The Kinks were, and always will be, better than the Beatles.
10. Live at the Roxy by Michel Polnareff:
It's a family affair.
11. Straight Up by Badfinger:
At one point, Badfinger was my number two group. Given their tragic history (two suicides), now I just feel sad when I listen to them, especially to the song "Name of the Game" by Pete Ham (1947-1975) which is on this album.
12. Late for the Sky by Jackson Browne:
The beauty of song.
13. Parallel Lines by Blondie:
Pure pop for now guys and gals, in all its glory.
14. Stop Making Sense by The Talking Heads:
Because it doesn't.
15. Le Fou Chantant en Public by Charles Trenet:
Recorded in 1987, this fabulous concert by the then 74-year-old Trenet is a gem. I'll always regret not seeing him in concert in the early 90s, when I had two opportunities to do so. But I take some comfort in the fact that apparently he was a totally odious person in real life.
I would love to read anybody else's lists, but especially Randall's, Holly's, Joe's, spacedlaw's, and one from the guy who is playing an all-Kinks show on WCBN-FM as I write.