We all live in a yellow Volvo wagon....
Apr. 17th, 2010 11:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gurdymonkeyAs I was driving past the Oakland Coliseum this evening on the way home, I saw an ad for an upcoming concert with Carole King and James Taylor. All I could think was, "What, no Elton?"
Some time around 1972 or so, my father bought a used Volvo station wagon. Rather like this one, only with three kids and all our accumulated crap instead of the dogs, designer hunting togs and shotguns. The headrests were more primitive, but the paint color is identical.
It also had our very first in-dash cassette player, with speakers mounted in the doors that we were routinely commanded not to slam too hard because the one on the passenger side had a tendency to fall out at random, inconvenient moments that often had nothing to do with slammed doors. We had four albums on cassette and for some reason I think one or more of them may have come with the car, but I can't remember for sure. I do remember that we listened to King's "Tapestry," Taylor's "Sweet Baby James," "Abbey Road" and "Tumbleweed Connection" by Elton John that year. Constantly. Not long after we got the Volvo I saved up money to buy a cheap cassette recorder of my own and began buying albums on cassette myself because when it finally occurred to my Dad that he could acquire more cassettes to listen to in the car, he'd be more likely to pick the Deller Consort doing Purcell's "Come Ye Sons of Art," than The Who "Live At Leeds."
And of course, Dad picked this:
Some time around 1972 or so, my father bought a used Volvo station wagon. Rather like this one, only with three kids and all our accumulated crap instead of the dogs, designer hunting togs and shotguns. The headrests were more primitive, but the paint color is identical.
It also had our very first in-dash cassette player, with speakers mounted in the doors that we were routinely commanded not to slam too hard because the one on the passenger side had a tendency to fall out at random, inconvenient moments that often had nothing to do with slammed doors. We had four albums on cassette and for some reason I think one or more of them may have come with the car, but I can't remember for sure. I do remember that we listened to King's "Tapestry," Taylor's "Sweet Baby James," "Abbey Road" and "Tumbleweed Connection" by Elton John that year. Constantly. Not long after we got the Volvo I saved up money to buy a cheap cassette recorder of my own and began buying albums on cassette myself because when it finally occurred to my Dad that he could acquire more cassettes to listen to in the car, he'd be more likely to pick the Deller Consort doing Purcell's "Come Ye Sons of Art," than The Who "Live At Leeds."
And of course, Dad picked this:
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Date: 2010-04-18 01:51 pm (UTC)