A lot of us, I think, probably had the iTunes/CD player/tape deck/8-track player/record/radio on when our cherries were popped (metaphorically speaking for some of us...of course, that's already a metaphor...anyway, you know what I mean!) What song was playing?
Mine was...Bela Lugosi's Dead by Bauhaus. Weird, I know, but I was a goth in high school. We didn't plan it out, it was just on, and we were...also turned on. I still get initial weird reactions over that confession from people, like, "Why were you listening to Bauhaus, you freak? That turns you on?!" You know, like we were saying, "You know what would really set the mood? A song about a dead movie star who once played Dracula. Mmmm, baby..." like were were supposed to stop everything and throw on some Luther Vandross or something.
What about you guys?
Mine was...Bela Lugosi's Dead by Bauhaus. Weird, I know, but I was a goth in high school. We didn't plan it out, it was just on, and we were...also turned on. I still get initial weird reactions over that confession from people, like, "Why were you listening to Bauhaus, you freak? That turns you on?!" You know, like we were saying, "You know what would really set the mood? A song about a dead movie star who once played Dracula. Mmmm, baby..." like were were supposed to stop everything and throw on some Luther Vandross or something.
What about you guys?
