Here’s where the story started

According to Bourdieu in « A Social Critique of the Judgement of Taste », our musical taste is largely influenced by our social environment. I can’t deny it. As a young kid, I was lucky because my uncles left they vinyl collection at our home. So during my preteen years, I listened to stuffs like the Beatles, the Bee Gees, Linda Ronstadt or Supertramp and even some classical music. When we moved to a more « difficult » area, I was told by my classmates that the Beatles suck and that I should really listen to more cool stuffs like Imagination.

For a decade, I enjoyed the kind of music that was highly regarded by my peers, mostly old-school rap music (that was in the 80s) and some funk bands like Shalamar or Delegation. It was only when I left high-school and had to study in « better » school that I started to make friends without immigration background. I had a crush for a girl that was different from the girls I knew. She was relaxed and not « girlish ». I wanted to belong to her world so I asked her about the music she liked. She made me a mixtape. There were songs from Sugarcube, Edie Brickell, Siouxsie and the Banshees or the Cocteau Twins. I didn’t liked that strange music right away. But because I liked her, I wanted to understand the music she loved. I wanted to love that music too.

Fortunately the other side of the tape was filled with songs from band that I loved immediately. The first song started with such a beautiful strumming guitar. A few months after, I started to learn playing the guitar.

Here’s the song :


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