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Youngsters Do Vinyl

Published June 30, 2019 by Maryanne

SinglesMy tattoo of the 45 rpm spindle

If I had a nickle for every middle-aged or old person who stopped me in the street and commented on my tattoo, “I bet young people don’t know what that is,” I’d have a hellavu lot of nickles. It’s almost as bad as people asking me, “How’s Gilligan?” whenever I say my name is Maryanne.

I’ve never been a fan of redundant comments, especially when they are incorrect.

Allow me to school MY generation (Generation X), and those who are slightly older (Baby Boomers)…

YOUNG PEOPLE LISTEN TO VINYL.

Yes, they do! This is not something I am making up. It’s a fact.

My husband and I are vinyl listeners and buy on a regular basis. We score records online, in record stores, and in antique/vintage shops. We always see young people buying vinyl. On Record Store Day there are more young people around to buy vinyl than older people. Young bands put out vinyl records. And they’ve been doing so for some time now.

Here’s a link to a recent article about the vinyl revival: https://www.classicfm.com/discover-music/millennials-are-going-nuts-for-vinyl-revival/

But I didn’t need an article to tell me that. In my line of work (writing/journalism/speaking) or even shopping for groceries, I chat with many young people who share their love for vinyl with me. Most of them get their vinyl/music passion from their cool parents. We’re living in a time where the generation gap is closer than ever. Kids are no longer at war with their parents. They bond. They do things together (especially going to concerts). So of course they share the same taste in music. That’s not surprising at all. Thanks to tribute bands, rock movies, radio stations that didn’t cave in to modern music yet, Sirius, You Tube, and many music stream stations, kids are exposed to the good stuff. Plus, there are so many bands around that emulate music from the 1970s, 1980s, and 1990s. Like all good things, you may have to dig for it, but it’s there.

Maybe 15 years ago young people disrespected parents, and older people in general. When I was in my late 30s and early 40s, I truly felt a gap from those 15, 10, and even seven years younger than me. It was uncomfortable and not fun. But young people today are the best younger generation ever. As a 50-something adult, I have to say I’ve never enjoyed talking to 20-somethings as much as I do now!

From those 30 and younger I’ve heard amazing things like:

“I’m sick of texting and considering giving up my phone.”

“Don’t underestimate me because I’m young. My parents have a record player in the basement.”

And in response to me sharing my story about oldsters commenting on my spindle tattoos, saying that young people don’t know what it is: “Of course I know what it is. How old do they thing my parents are?”

Young people checking out vinyl is also a matter of curiosity and exploration. During evolution, we have set backs, but life becomes full circle again. Young people have ears just like we do. They want to explore the sound on a record. Young people see a movie about Queen and they want more than what is just spoon-fed to them. Like it was when I was young, they want the records, they want the liner notes. It’s not just about Freddie Mercury and Queen’s greatest hits, they want to hear the deeper tracks.

For a very long time, we were experiencing a me-me-me generation. But that’s now a thing of the past too. In a month, I’ve had several young people ask me questions about my life, rather than just talk about themselves. This new generation is flipping the switch to something more positive and genuine. So why wouldn’t they listen to something more authentic like vinyl?

So, to all my middle-aged peers…

If you see someone cool in your age bracket with a 45-rpm spindle tattooed on them (and there are many — since I got mine in 1996, I’ve met at least three people with the same tattoo!) think twice before inserting foot in mouth…

  • I’m not dating myself. Young people know what a spindle is. And I predict within the next three years you’ll see young people getting spindle tattoos themselves.
  • Young people are COOL. Give them a chance and pay some attention to them!

Maryanne Christiano-Mistretta can be reached at: maryannechristiano@gmail.com.

She is available for blogging, ghost writing, writing, and motivational speaking engagements. She is the author of the following books:

“Be (Extra)Ordinary: Ten Ways to Become Your Own Hero” will be available October 2019. To pre-order, go here: https://kicamprojects.com/shop/be-extraordinary/

“I Don’t Want to Be Like You” is available on Amazon. To get your paperback, Kindle or audio copy, go here: https://www.amazon.com/Dont-Want-Be-Like-You/dp/1726273261

 

Journalism Woes Saved by Record Store Day!

Published April 21, 2013 by Maryanne

picture discDavid Bowie “The Jean Genie” picture disc

As a journalist, I have more happy days than bad ones. But yesterday I had a not so pleasant day.

A few months ago I wrote an article promoting an upcoming event. Now, I need to point out that I am a classy journalist. I am not a hardcore paparazzi type that snakes people into getting a story. People either tell me stuff I can use or not. I don’t force people to talk. I make sure all the people I interview are completely comfortable and if discussions get a towards an area that is sensitive or too personal, I simply ask, “IS THIS ON THE RECORD?” to make the person aware that what they are telling me they may later regret when they see it in print.

One of the greatest interviews I ever did in my life was when I interviewed  Sopranos actor Joseph Gannascoli and he confessed to being a food fence. I asked him, “Is this on the record?” He said, “Sure.” I couldn’t believe I got that information out of him! And it made for a great article. You can read it here: https://maryannemistretta.wordpress.com/2012/07/14/a-sauce-to-die-for/

Another great moment in my career in journalism was after interviewing Fred Norris of the Howard Stern Show. When I met him in person a few days after our phone interview he said to me, “You were the only journalist who ever got my story right. I love this article so much I read it to my daughter.”

So now that you know how I operate, I will proceed to tell my story ….

Yesterday when I got to the event that I wrote about a few months ago, the lady who hosted the event asked if I could take the article I wrote off the internet.

I told her that was a professional website, not my own, and I had no control over it and “Why is there a problem?”

Turned out a woman I interviewed told me some things she later felt were too personal to be on the internet and she was bitching about it.

I told the host that it was out of my control and she could speak to my editor about it. I gave her his professional phone number and told her to call him on Monday.

It was an uncomfortable situation for me because it made me feel like I was a rat and did something wrong, when I simply did a job I was hired for to the best of my ability — with class and consideration. I felt so upset throughout the day.

When I got home I wrote the host an email explaining that I did not force that woman  to tell me anything. She agreed to be interviewed. She even spelled out her name for me.

The bottom line is —  the editor is keeping the story online unless the woman tells him directly that what she shared with a reporter was causing her problems.

I think some people truly just love drama.

So I was pretty sad, but my husband participated in Record Store Day and he came home so happy with a bunch of records.

He surprised me with a David Bowie “The Jean Genie” picture disc! This was so cool because my late friend Cyrinda’s picture is on the record! Anything about Cyrinda makes me smile because she was such a girly girl. As beautiful as she was she would always be the first to give a compliment. And she was so funny. Just so real, told it like it was (which reminds me of my late Grandmother). I have nothing but wonderful stuff to say about that woman, may she rest in peace.

Cyrinda Fox and Justin LoveMy late friend Cyrinda Foxe, wearing my coat, and Justin Love

(from party at CBGBs gallery January 2001)

So it’s the little things that can definitely change the mood of the day! (Also the fact that after the event, I found this amazing grocery store that I’ve never seen before called Fairway — with a ton of organic foods and natural products!)

At night I was on the guest list for the Buskin and Batteau show, so my husband and I went to that which was absolutely fabulous! Stay tuned as my next post will be about that show, with pictures! Now I’m off to exercise, eat breakfast, church and then spending the day with my husband, possibly antiquing again.

From a low back to a super high! Life is good.

It’s Only Rock ‘n’ Roll But We Liked It!

Published April 17, 2013 by Maryanne

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This memory was sparked via reading a blog about Record Store Day. The blogger was saying how it was not “rock ‘n’ roll” to get up early to stand in line to buy records.

Thankfully, waiting in line is a thing of the past for me. Ever since I’ve become a journalist, I’ve been on the guest list for almost every single concert I’ve been to for the last 17 years. It’s an amazing perk that comes with being a talented writer. I get entertainment for free, my name on the back of seats, backstage passes, etc.

Life is good and I am blessed not to wait on line.

However, reading the blog post about waiting in line on Record Store Day sparked some super fun memories … before I was a writer and I had no choice but to stand in line if I wanted good concert tickets.

This was around 1980, 1981, 1982, before scalpers really went berserk hogging up tickets and you actually had the opportunity to get good concert tickets if you were one of the first on line.  I was a teenager and I’d set the alarm clock and get up very early to stand in line to buy concert tickets with my younger sister, Kim. We’d get there before the box offices opened because people we always waiting.

In our area, North Jersey, there were two major places to wait for tickets. For the Capital Theater, in Passaic, New Jersey, you could go directly to the box office in Passaic. Or if you wanted to go to The Meadowlands Arena, you could go to the box office in the mall. This was before Ticket-tron or Ticket Master even existed.

Waiting in line sounds boring, but it wasn’t. We always had fun, sometimes just as much fun as the actual show. You never knew what kind of crazies you’d meet so early in the morning, but most of the time we met really cool people.

I once met the coolest girl while getting tickets for Blondie, we ended up going to clubs together until she died an untimely death.

One time two guys we didn’t know brought us these super big cookies for breakfast. Kim and I looked at each other and started cracking up. It was just so nice and so unexpected. We had the kind of fun that kids today wouldn’t understand or appreciate. All in the name of rock ‘n’ roll.

The funniest was the day Aerosmith tickets went on sale and I said we should walk to the mall because a snow storm was expected and I was afraid of driving in the snow. We got the tickets and Kim and I ended up walking home in a snowstorm. Even for teens who are often oblivious to bad weather,  this snowstorm was pretty dramatic.

We got so excited when we saw my mother’s boyfriend’s car. He pulled over and asked us if we wanted a lift.

We said, “NO!” in unison, sarcastically. Of course we wanted a lift!

But being funny, the boyfriend said, “Oh, alright” and drove away, leaving us in the snowstorm.

We were so mad! But it was hilarious. He was really a nice guy and wouldn’t do anything to hurt us kids. He probably figured we were young and having fun in the snow.

Not rock ‘n’ roll? Isn’t rock ‘n’ roll all about cute, young girls having fun and adventures? Aren’t WE the reason why guys start bands in the first place?

No, it’s TOTALLY rock in roll! And we had so much fun! 

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