When I was ten I wasn't listening to albums yet. My taste in music didn't really form until I was around 13 or 14. I grew up in that weird space where mp3 players were just starting to be a thing but my family lived in a rural area and didn't have good access to commercial stores, so we had like the shitty mp3s that were only like 256mb of capacity. And since we grew up in the country I couldn't go to the music store and browse CDs, so my mp3 was loaded up with whatever CDs my dad had lying around. It was a weird mix of stuff I liked and stuff from some random mix CD a friend burned for him at some point.

My first real feeling of having ownership over my taste in music was the first time I played guitar hero 3. That was around the same time I moved from country to city, and so I had better internet access as well as could go to more music stores. And also got an mp3 with effectively infinite music capacity.

Honestly I think the first album where I appreciated it as an album rather than as just random singles loaded in my shitty mp3 might be Poodle Hat by Weird Al Yankovic.