You are going to a
Halloween Party
tomorrow
and you want some useless trivia to tell everyone so you look intelligent while making small talk.
and you want some useless trivia to tell everyone so you look intelligent while making small talk.
I tell this story almost every time I am getting an x-ray.
The story has been around for a six decades,
but I first heard about it when I was watching a
Beatles Documentary.
explains it all really well.
"Western music may have been changing the world in the 1950s, but if you
happened to be in Russia you were out of luck. State censorship was in
full effect in the Soviet Union, and sneaking in, say, an American rock
record was close to impossible. But a few industrious music fans managed
to find another way."
"What happened was, it's 1946 or so. The Second World War is over but a
much colder war has begun, and in the Soviet Union a lot of culture was
subject to a censor, whether it be art, paintings, architecture, film.
In St. Petersburg, this guy turns up, and he
had a war trophy with him. That war trophy was what's called a recording
lathe: It's like a gramophone in reverse, a device which you can use to
write the grooves of music onto plastic. People who came into his shop
observed what he was doing, and, as is the Russian way, they bootlegged his machine and made their own machines. It was a bit like dealing or buying drugs, actually. These records were
bought and sold on street corners, in dark alleyways, in the park."
There you have it.
You can now sound intelligent telling trivia to your friends at that
Halloween Party,
and how the ingenuity of a few
Russians
brought home
Rock N' Roll
to the
Soviet Union.
This is,
Trying To Carve Some Grooves Into Some Real Bones,
Jim Hauenstein,
And,
“The only truth is music.”
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That is my story and I am sticking to it!
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