Album stories

[exploder]

Post stories about your favorite albums, why you decided to check them out, how you found them, the impact they had on you,etc.

Allow me to start:
Eminem - The Marshall Mathers LP

Back around April this year, I was listening to some Korn on youtube and I was checking out the uploader's videos, when I came across the Eminem songs "Without Me" and "The Real Slim Shady" ( I heard parodies of the songs before and I heard that they were good songs ) so I listened....And I loved them! I was laughing my head off at the songs (specifically TRSS ) and when he said "it's the return of the "oh wait, no wait you're kidding, he didn't just say what I think he did, did he?" I was thinking exactly that. I decided to look up stuff about him and read the wikipedia article about the album mentioned above. Sounded like one heck of an album, so days later I decided to listen to it. I made a playlist on youtube with all of the songs and listened. It was one of the smartest decisions I've ever made. It changed my life, and I became obsessed with Slim Shady. The album is like a movie and I had so many thoughts changing through out, including:

dude, that was freaking hilarious!
Oh God, I can't believe he said that!
eww.....that's just...ewww ( Bizarre's verse in Amityville and Ken Kanniff skit specifically )
how does he do this?!
poor guy
OH GOD HE'S GONNA KILL ME!
woah dude, he's pissed
Oh THAT song

Next thing you know, I would be singing the hooks and verses to friends, listening to his other CDs, even bleaching my hair. Anyways that album had a large impact on me.
Now post your album stories!

[mason95]

One day back in 1998 when I was only a young boy my parents were very absent in my life. I had to walk a long ways to and from school all by myself. I was always afraid because between by school and my home was the downtown area full of towering buildings, strange stores and people, people who talking in hip words to their shoes, stores with obscure objects projected out of the windows like looking into another dimension, windows always looking out for me while dark trees and vines sometimes gave me shelter. However one morning an important road was under work and I had to go down unfamiliar routes and find my way around to school. I laid my eyes on a store which was like no other. It was warm coloured and not alien like all the other stores. I had to go in. Upon entering a noticed records posted everywhere. This was my first encounter with music that wasn't written by an old European white guy who died hundreds of years ago which my parents had a liking to. Despite not being familiar with any of these names the artwork on each of these were welcoming. The bands sitting on rooftops, standing among idols, in deserts, swimming in quarries; it was different from the pale art on much of the classical albums but one really called out to me. I apologize for being cliche but it really did. The album artwork was strange like I had stumbled upon a lost artwork of some famous ancient painter. I had to get it but the only money I had was for lunch at school. I didn't really have a firm grasp of the concept of currency so I shoved my couple dollars towards the store clerk and he knew that I was sort of oblivious here. He smiled and said it wasn't enough, but I can have it for this small amount anyway. It was going to change my life. I had do go home and listen to it immediately. School wasn't in my mind then. I took the record out, placed it under the needle and was struck by the imagery. Two headed boys and communist daughters, time machines and ghosts. I stayed home and for the rest of the long, grey day my life was illuminated as I played Neutral Milk Hotel's In the Aeroplane Over The Sea and my life really was changed.