Alright I may have pushed my English rock/New wave phase a little too far. I was just so obsessed with that Squeeze record and then XTC hit me equally as hard. I had to find more. When the song "Ghosts" came on shuffle while I was mowing my lawn, I stopped and listened to the whole thing twice. I still love the song just as much, but I was definitely yearning for that vibe elsewhere on the record and it didn't really seem to be anywhere to be found. This is a thing with me. I fall in love with the melancholic song and then the rest of the record is raucous and upbeat. Can't blame The Jam. It's a me thing.
definitely feels like a lot of screaming into the void & howling at the moon lately, but weird solidarity in that powerlessness? Like everyone's doing what they can with what they have, even when it's not quite enough.
Here in Austin, on full moons people go to Barton Springs, our natural outdoor swimming hole, and howl periodically throughout the night. Sometimes you can tell people are just starting it for attention and it doesn't quite catch on. Other times, despite feeling silly, there's something kind of heartwarming about joining with a bunch of strangers and literal lunatics and just letting loose.
THE RECORD CLUB THREAD
Week #16
The Jam - The Gift (1982)
Alright I may have pushed my English rock/New wave phase a little too far. I was just so obsessed with that Squeeze record and then XTC hit me equally as hard. I had to find more. When the song "Ghosts" came on shuffle while I was mowing my lawn, I stopped and listened to the whole thing twice. I still love the song just as much, but I was definitely yearning for that vibe elsewhere on the record and it didn't really seem to be anywhere to be found. This is a thing with me. I fall in love with the melancholic song and then the rest of the record is raucous and upbeat. Can't blame The Jam. It's a me thing.
definitely feels like a lot of screaming into the void & howling at the moon lately, but weird solidarity in that powerlessness? Like everyone's doing what they can with what they have, even when it's not quite enough.
Here in Austin, on full moons people go to Barton Springs, our natural outdoor swimming hole, and howl periodically throughout the night. Sometimes you can tell people are just starting it for attention and it doesn't quite catch on. Other times, despite feeling silly, there's something kind of heartwarming about joining with a bunch of strangers and literal lunatics and just letting loose.
That sounds very therapeutic. I might have to start that up here in LA...