A fellow loon tells a beautifully Erisian tale about Nirvana. They and their mates traveled 80 odd miles to see a band night in Chicago in the late 80s. The first band on were terrible and they knew it. They came off stage and actually went round apologising to members of the audience for their shambles of a performance handing out copies of their 45 on vinyl as an apology. Driving the 80 miles home from Chicago that night several copies of said single were to become frisbees out of the car window. The band in question was Nirvana and those singles now fetch up to 4 grand a piece.
The one debut that stands out for me personally and not specifically because of the music rather, of all the albums I've ever bought , it's the one album I can honestly say that, around 20 odd people went out and bought it the day after I first played it to them is Dire Straits eponymous album. I heard it on a Saturday afternoon being played in a shop down the Portobello Road. Asked who it was , went out bought a copy, by the next weekend virtually every one of my flatmates and crowd I hung out with at college had gone out and bought their own copy.
Three belting debut albums often overlooked. Neu; Neu.... Bran Van 3000; Glee......Masters of Reality; In A Blue Garden (as it is mostly referred to these days though it's actually self titled)