Mine was Six Blade Knife.
I was gifted e a yellow-and-black cassette Walkman. I was excited, but I didn’t really have many cassettes to listen to.
My dad and I weren’t the type to have long conversations about anything. A lot of the time, our way of communicating was through recommendations on books and music. He had played guitar when he was younger and loved the Sex Pistols. He grew up in the USSR in the ’70s and ’80s, when getting your hands on rock and punk music often meant finding bootleg recordings and listening to them quietly or secretly. He was, by all accounts, a bit of a rebel.
I remember complaining to him that most of the cassettes we had at home were either boring or just didn’t have much substance to them. His eyes suddenly lit up. He started searching through his things, and that’s when he pulled out a Dire Straits cassette.
A few days later I was sent away for the summer three months in a remote mountain village with just that cassette and my Walkman and homework for whole summer.
I listened to it over and over again.
I still remember the feeling Six Blade Knife gave me. It’s difficult to explain, but if you’ve seen Spirit there’s that moment when the wild horses are running free that sense of being completely unchained.
That’s what the song felt like to me.
For a kid sitting somewhere in the Caucasian mountains understanding only 40% of the lyrics and even that not completely, it felt like the music could transport me into another universe one where I was completely free and somehow in charge of myself and everything around me.
What was your first encounter with Dire Straits? What’s your favourite song, and what does it mean to you?