The story I always think about when I hear a certain band. One day in 1986 my mom went to the record store. I bugged her for like 15 minutes, I mean what could my mom have bought at a record store it must be extremely lame. She told me not to worry about it, I didn't like her kind of music. Of course later on my friend Brian and I had to check and see what she got. When we saw the picture of the band on the cassette case we thought yep, what a bunch of losers! This has to be so lame. Then we listened. Turns out she had purchased the cassette Whitesnake, their multi platinum 1986 release. Great album.So
we started looking through her cassettes. Iron Maiden, AC/DC, Bad Company. Turns out my mom had great taste in music and in reality I was the lame one.