Was I ever really this wise or did I just bullshit my way through life? BTW, three years ago I was not so cool as to not use a Stabbing Westward line for my subject. One day I'll be so cool that you'll never be able to figure out what songs I'm quoting because they'll be from garage bands or swing bands whose albums can only be found in midwestern junk shops.
Meg and I got to talking last night about what I would consider my top ten, desert island albums. This sort of decision making process makes my head hurt because there are so many albums that I'd want with me that, while I might know where to begin, ending the list causes me to have a brain aneurysym. On top of that, just because an album makes my list now doesn't mean that in a month I won't be sick of that artist or have some new album that I'm obsessing over. Being a music snob is a pain.
- Pink Floyd - The Wall
- Tool - Aenema
- Counting Crows - August And Everything After
- Don McLean - American Pie
- Sage Francis - (OMG how can I choose just one? I'm torn between Personal Journals, Dead Poets, Hope (Non-Prophets count as Sage Francis), and A Healthy Distrust. I'd probably end up choosing Personal Journals.)
- Live - Throwing Copper
- Radiohead - OK Computer
- Interpol - Antics
- Jewel - Pieces Of You (stfu, this album has been a guilty pleasure since the summer before my freshman year of highschool)
- Oh hell. Let's go with the soundtrack to Garden State.
Runners up include: Adeem - Sweet Talking Your Brain; Glue - Seconds Away; NIN - The Fragile and Pretty Hate Machine; Counting Crows - Across A Wire (I'm a sucker for live and acoustic music); Toad The Wet Sprocket - Pale and Dulcinea; Korn - Issues; Marilyn Manson - Holywood and Antichrist Superstar; The Decemberists - Picaresque and Her Majesty; Cheating Kay - Again, The Distance; DJ Shadow - Private Press and In Tune And On Time; Placebo - Black Market Music; Death Cab For Cutie - Transatlanticism; and on and on and on. I could probably find at least another 15 or 20 albums that I'd be willing to honorably mention. The large number of angrier and/or nosier albums on the current list is due to a need for louder music over the last several weeks. Spring time tends to bring that out in me. Sometimes I just like driving down the highway with something loud and unintelligible drowning out my brain.
