You always remember the music that moved you.  I clearly remember the first time I was consciously aware that I was listening to The Doors: I was on some sort of high school trip during which several of my classmates and I snuck off to The House Of Sight And Sound, a record store in the old-school record store tradition, where I bought the cassette version of their greatest hits, a Watchmen smiley face pin, some iron-on patches and other tchotchkes, all of which were theoretically designed to make me one of the cool kids.  The best part of the purchase was that album (though I still have the jacket that I ironed all the patches to, though my daughter has claimed it as her own), a tape that never failed me, with no weak spots, skip tracks or embarrassing bits to be found.  Nowadays, I have a more rounded view of their work and its relative merits and failings, but the music of Morrison, Densmore, Manzarek and Krieger grabbed me that day, and never let go, leading us to today’s eerily charismatic query…

The MS-QOTD (pronounced, as always, “misquoted”) broke on through to the other side, but only as part of my legendary Kool-Aid Man cosplay, asking: What was the music that moved you the most in your youth?

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Once upon a time, there was a young nerd from the Midwest, who loved Matter-Eater Lad and the McKenzie Brothers... If pop culture were a maze, Matthew would be the Minotaur at its center. Were it a mall, he'd be the Food Court. Were it a parking lot, he’d be the distant Cart Corral where the weird kids gather to smoke, but that’s not important right now... Matthew enjoys body surfing (so long as the bodies are fresh), writing in the third person, and dark-eyed women. Amongst his weaponry are such diverse elements as: Fear! Surprise! Ruthless efficiency! An almost fanatical devotion to pop culture! And a nice red uniform.

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