No doubt, last year I really branched out on what I was listening to for music. I was craving something different, and I discovered all kinds of stuff that hit that spot. Part of that shift was that I allowed myself to listen to single songs. I've always been a "full album or nothing" kind of guy, but realizing the freedom with Spotify to listen to a song with zero commitment to chase anything else changed my entire outlook. Plus, as my friend Doug and I were sharing with each other the oddball shit that we had listend to that year, he told me, "Spotify is totally for listening to shit you won't buy." Words of wisdom, and recognizing that I can love songs from the first Lorde album with no commitment to have it on my record shelf was freeing.
Of course this is good for me in theory, but apparently if the obsession is strong enough, I'll still find myself buying records.
Last year, my friend Sarah shared the song Open from The Cure with me. Like a lot of the songs that she shared with me at the time, it took me a while to fully appreciate it, but once it hit me I found myself really enjoying it and returning to the song often. I didn't venture too far away from Open, but earlier this year I wanted to check out more from the band and happened to check out the song Pictures Of You. Wow. This song hooked me immediately. It had all the sad vibes that I was craving and I listened to that song so many times. My obsession with it finally got to the point where I started looking at 12 inch singles for it. I found a UK colored vinyl pressing from a seller in Canada, and even though the price was higher than I expected, it didn't matter as I quickly added it to my cart and checked out.After sitting with the song Pictures Of You for a bit, I took a chance with the entire Disintegration album, and to my surprise, I love it so fucking much. Goddamnit. All I wanted was one single from The Cure, and now it's got me thinking of buying more.
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Next stop The Smiths and then, after that, you should check out Ride and Ned's Atomic Dustbin. And then, after that and when you are ready, you should check out The Living Memories.
Oh shit. Am I starting to like jangle pop?
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