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There wasn't cable TV in my parent's house until after Brian and I had moved out and had our apartment at the Shaghaus in the fall of 98. I spent many, many hours glued to the TV watching Ah-Ha's "Take on Me" on V66 http://www.boston.com/news/local/articles/2009/02/19/v_66_rocks_on/ . I even remember seeing the video for The Time Warp from RHPS and thinking 'WTF?', having no context for it.
Once the free music videos died and were replaced by the home shopping network I'd have to rely on VHS tapes of the show "Friday Night Videos", which was short and only played the top 40 requested kind of stuff. I remember sitting on the phone with friends from St. Pats while they were watching Headbanger's Ball in their own homes and being very jealous. When I visited Gram down the street I'd try to sneak views at her MTV (I always remember her having cable) when she was in the kitchen or napping on the couch. Later I'd enjoy this kind of thing at high school friends houses, until we all parted ways and I was a freshman at Simmons. I had decided that I was too important and academic to spend time watching television for fun and/or that anything on MTV wasn't too worth listening to. My music was experienced via college radio, old used cassettes or vinyl purchased in Kenmore or Harvard or at live at local all-age shows at The Rat or The Middle East.
Its kind of silly how excited I am to see this documentary. :)
Once the free music videos died and were replaced by the home shopping network I'd have to rely on VHS tapes of the show "Friday Night Videos", which was short and only played the top 40 requested kind of stuff. I remember sitting on the phone with friends from St. Pats while they were watching Headbanger's Ball in their own homes and being very jealous. When I visited Gram down the street I'd try to sneak views at her MTV (I always remember her having cable) when she was in the kitchen or napping on the couch. Later I'd enjoy this kind of thing at high school friends houses, until we all parted ways and I was a freshman at Simmons. I had decided that I was too important and academic to spend time watching television for fun and/or that anything on MTV wasn't too worth listening to. My music was experienced via college radio, old used cassettes or vinyl purchased in Kenmore or Harvard or at live at local all-age shows at The Rat or The Middle East.
Its kind of silly how excited I am to see this documentary. :)
