Well, I got the benefit of my older brother's music collection. After he married, anytime I visted him and I'd end up playing records, and when my parents and I went for a meal I'd end up one end of the long living room discovering stuff from Quick Silver Messenger Service to the more obvious Stones, Beatles, Zeppelin, and, so help me, Chicago and Bread.
I didn't really start buying records until my mid teens, and then only occasionally until I started work. But I basically bought what I liked... Joni Mitchell, Bryan Adams, John Melancamp, ELO, Marillion, John Hiatt, Police, INXS, Stranglers, Wire, Husker Du, Sting, Wire, Bangles, Suzanne Vega, Traci Chapman, ZZ Top, Dire Straits, Prince... what a mixed bag!
I got into a discussion with my mum about some lyrics she thought were questionable, but she only tried that once...
Nothing really debasing there... oh, and ELO DID backtrack. They did it on a track called 'Secret Messages' Subtle are the ways of Satan, LOL. I wrecked several needles listening to Led Zeppelin III and Purple Rain backwards. I only had the ELO one on tape, and until I got a four track I couldn't figure them out (you can play a stereo cassette tape backwards in a 4-track recorder). All pretty innocuous HAIL SATAN!
... after I got out my music buying went into overdrive.
Does Nine Inch Nails count as music that debases? I do hope so...
happiness in slavery
(slave screams) he thinks he knows what he wants
(slave screams) thinks he has something to say
(slave screams) he hears but doesn't want to listen
(slave screams) he's being beat into submission
don't open your eyes you won't like what you see
the devils of truth steal the souls of the free
don't open your eyes take it from me
i have found you can find happiness in slavery
(slave screams) he spends his life learning conformity
(slave screams) he claims he has his own identity
(slave screams) he's going to cause the system to fall
(slave screams) but he's glad to be chained to that wall
don't open your eyes you won't like what you see
the blind have been blessed with security
don't open your eyes take it from me
i have found you can find happiness in slavery
i don't know what i am i don't know where i've been
human junk just words and so much my skin
stick my hands through the cage of this endless routine
just some flesh caught in this big broken machine
happiness in slavery
happiness in slavery
happiness in slavery
happiness in slavery
happiness controls you
No, that's not nearly debasing enough! THIS on the other hand... must play this at my wedding... along with my girlfriend (who sings like you won't believe) doing 'Son Of A Preacher Man'...
closer
you let me violate you
you let me desecrate you
you let me penetrate you
you let me complicate you
help me i broke apart my insides
help me i've got no soul to sell
help me the only thing that works for me
help me get away from myself
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animan
my whole existance is flawed
you get me closer to god
you can have my isolation
you can have the hate that it brings
you can have my absence of faith
you can have my everything
help me tear down my reason
help me it's your sex i can smell
help me you make me perfect
help me become somebody else
i want to fuck you like an animal
i want to feel you from the inside
i want to fuck you like an animan
my whole existance is flawed
you get me closer to god
(through every forest above the trees)
(within my stomach scraped off my knees)
(i drink the honey inside your hive)
(you are the reason i stay alive)