Like a Virgin?

This is one of Mama Kat's prompts---from her Writer's Workshops-- at http://mamakatslosinit.blogspot.com

This week, we have the usual four choices to choose from. One involves being laid off and I don't even like to think about things like that or I will have a reason to be a crazy person. Another was to list our 5 current favorite things---which I could so do, too, but they are all kind of crazy. The last option was to share a recipe, and everyone knows I cannot cook, which I reminded myself of last nite when I made chicken pot pie and screwed it up, despite having a previously successful experience with it.

I think I can swing this CD thing though because I remember it so clearly.

When I was in seventh grade or so, the gadget guru brought home a CD player. They had not been on the market very long, and this one was really little, like the ones that eventually everyone had in their cars. Remember those? They had a cord with cassette tape on the end which is how you played it through your regular stereo. God only knows what it cost as they were so new and this one was really nice. Dad is all about some technology even though he never ends up actually using the things.

I got to have it in my room. I played the hell out of that thing, and loudly. I do not remember the actual going to get the first CDs, but I totally remember what they were. He got a Placido Domingo thing, of all the things you could think up, and I got two of them. Odd choices they were, looking back on it, but at the time, it made perfect sense

I am not even going to give you hints, as there is no way anyone will guess this stuff.

The first one was Madonna--Like a Virgin, I am sure. I am sure we all had it. I loved me some Madonna, I was crazy into music back then and I wanted to be her so bad I could taste it. Heck, I still do, I think. I was not so much good at trying to be her. That is probably normal for girls my age.

I remember calling into the radio station and requesting her songs and trying to record that stuff on tapes--and getting so mad at the DJs who would talk over the songs. Don't tell me I am the only one who did that foolishness, you know you did it too. We had the entertainment house back then, and lots of requesting and recording was going on in there like I was some sort of radio mogul, for Pete's sake. We would dance around in the garage, which was a finished place to get your kids out of your house and was really nice.

Now here is the funny one--the other CD I got that first day was Dokken-Under Lock and Key. Did all girls that age have such weird taste in music? I am confident that some boy was responsible for that call. Maybe it was a southern Illinois thing.

I flat wore that CD player out. It was swell to have because no one else had one and you know I am all about that sort of thing--I could not be more childish sometimes.

I guess I should be glad the prompt did not require to tell about my first 45 or album--but I could have done that

What was your first CD? Do you remember it as well as I do these?