SubscribeMy memories of college are tightly bundled around Brian Eno's Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy.In college I had a goitre. No one would play with me. I would ask them to play with me and they wouldn't.
A more efficient shorthand to get to know all of you there is not.Destination Unknown by The Replicants.
dude, that must have been one fucking crazy year. awesome.Wannabe by The Spice Girls. I was driving a car at the time
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I digress. Music seems to have the same magical ability as taste and scent to transport us mentally back to an earlier time in our lives. Certain albums commemorate certain places and periods, and some posess the power of inducing recollection so strongly that it is uncomfortable to listen to them. I can't listen to the Cure's "Japanese Whispers" because it thrusts me back to being alone on a beach adjacent to Rehoboth, Delaware in the dark, trying to call this boy I was in love with and running out of quarters. (Amazingly, I have a picture from that trip on my site).
I also find REM's "Monster" impossible to listen to, not only because it stinks, but because I was having my first mental breakdown when I bought it.
U2's "Zooropa"- trudging around in the snow in Cold Spring, New York wearing a beaver hat... Bjork's "Homogenic"- walking the streets of Cambridge, Mass. with a terrific sunburn...
Ah, the vast structure of recollection.
posted by evanizer at 7:45 PM on June 8, 2002