It is always the same issue with me and music, it is not a love-hate relationship, barely no hate apart from the destruction of my ipod due to copious illegal downloads and the snapping in half of my Quadrophenia soundtrack in my mum’s car CD player.
No, the problem is that for months at a time I neglect finding new music and fail to incorporate it into my daily life. I can find two hours a day to read about football…even when I’m shitting I read about football, and not just any football, how Scotland lost the 1978 World Cup. But I cannot put aside one hour to listen to a brand new album.
An activity which would not even have to take my undivided attention, something I could do whilst I bully 10 year olds into submission on FIFA.
Instead I now have 16 albums, which I have on good grounds are interesting albums for the year of 2010 – this is all bad news for Devo who have had my undivided attention on my ipod for the past month. It is also bad news for people on public transport who will fall victim to my very loud Sony headphones.
I have not listened to anything new since Crystal Castles II and have not bought a new album since The Fall released YFOC and Madlib’s Medicine Show #4 – Jamaica (both excellent may I add).
The list of albums I have the displeasure of listening to are:
Sleigh Bells
Passion Pit
Mt. Saint Helens Vietnam Band
Django Django
Kid Congo Powers
Local Natives
Fang Island
Zola Jesus
Pocahaunted
Harlem
Exit Calm
Morning Benders
New Young Pony Club
Emancipator
Chrome Hoof
I may be falling head first into a barrel of tripe, but at least I won’t be hungry.
