A series of firsts

First times, does anyone remember the first song they heard? the first album? The exciting times spent waiting for your favorite song to come over the radio so you could tape it! (Yes in ancient times we had to tape things off of the radio).

I remember sitting in my mothers bedroom waiting for En Vogue to be played over the radio so I could later dance and sing atop my bedroom play table. We, as in my sister and I, believed that standing on top of the table and singing “My Lovin’” was a great response to our mother after she had upset us, ah the follies of youth!

That day I learned music could be mine and I could possess it. In this changing world moments like that are fading. So in honor of our first blog, tricks first sexual encounter (which I now know about because of this musexperiment), and my first love, music, I will relive my first time by giving you a piece of my history, En Vogue!