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I'm listening to the album Disintegration by the Cure. I'm really glad that modern technology has given me the ability to put so much music in my pocket to listen to while at work.

Back in college, I had this album, among others, and a boombox. (Yeah, that's what we called them back then.) I remember we were having a little strike party after that play about superheroes. Amy, you remember the one, with the discussion of how if Superman and Lois Lane ever hooked up, the force of their union would kill her, with y'know, Supersperm and all. You really wanted to listen to this album, particularly "Fascination Street," but I was all hyped about the shuffle option on the boombox. I eventually gave in and switched it to track 7 and we all danced.

Amy, you once told me that their album Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me was so me. I never was really sure what that meant, but it is something that helps endear the album to me even more. Maybe it's the dark humor and the love of the lightning and everything else that makes that particular album such a strange and wonderful thing.

I also remember another strike party, one before I stopped drinking, where I had a quintuple tequila and proceded to have a strip-off against Zach, which, of course, he won. You were so happy that I'd brought The Head on the Door, because you wanted to listen to "Kyoto Song." Amy and Patricia listened to "Happy Boy" by some other artist I don't remember, but it was all fun.

There are so many more memories that the Cure bring to mind. These are just the ones I'm having right now. People might dismiss the Cure as goth pop that kids listen to when they want to be all emo, but I remember the music as something that bound and binds us together in so many ways. So my thanks to Robert Smith and the whole group for saving these memories from the ravages of time and Zoloft.

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jaka_talbot
Mar. 20th, 2007 02:17 am (UTC)
I don't have so many Cure memories, although I have listened to them a lot and still do.

I do remember spending 90% of a block break alone reading Anne Rice (the witch series if I recall) while listening to a mix of Cure, Depeche Mode, and the album Bloodletting by Concrete Blond. I left my single for meals and that was it. I loved it.

Oh - and speaking of Bloodletting, I remember putting that in someone's blue boombox (yours?) while a huge group of us played Jihad the Vampire card game in the lobby basement of one of the dorms - maybe Rorem. You were there, and Ken and me and John, and I can't remember who else. Crow maybe? We had so many people playing at once it fell apart. There weren't enough resources. The entire game would change before it came around to a player again, so you couldn't build on what you started working on. Anyway, we worked on that game for multiple hours before we all got fed up and quit.

On a different note, I remember you sitting me down and making me listen to a particular song by Bjork, where the lyrics were all about how she was throwing things from her life off a cliff. I asked you what that song was before, but I've forgotten it again. I only have one Bjork album and it isn't on there.

Those are a few of my college music memories that include you. :)
mandydax
Mar. 20th, 2007 02:43 am (UTC)
Yes, that game was fantastic because Ken's superdeck wasn't able to zerg everyone else for a change XD

The song is "Hyperballad" from Pöst. I still love the basslines and tympanies from that album.
sassylidge
Mar. 20th, 2007 02:46 am (UTC)
Kiss me, kiss me, kiss me was me and my first love's "album". Why can't I be you? was our song. It was a great time in my life - full of angsty first love. I love listening to that album from time to time and bringing back those memories. :)

Earlier albums remind me of 9th/10th grade when I first started to learn that there was more to music than top 40.
mandydax
Mar. 20th, 2007 03:14 am (UTC)
You're so perfect. You're as right as rain. You make me, make me, make me, make me hungry again!

I love that song. I had the same sort of revelation at around the same age. Of course, I also had a similar thing happen when in 3rd grade while playing with the radio knobs, I found out there was music that wasn't country & western. My parents had tried to hide this fact from me, I think.
ladypentacles
Mar. 20th, 2007 05:17 am (UTC)
We miss you hiss the love cats.

Ah, it's true. But I'm comforted by the fact that I will (hopefully!) be seeing you in just less than a month.

I remember that particular strike party, and Fascination Street. I'm fairly certain that's when someone (Shaun?) told me that song was about cunnilingus and it's never been the same again.

Ironic that I just burned my old CD copy of this album and have been listening to it a lot, particularly while working. It's got a happier edge to it than Wish for example, which is my favorite Cure album of all time. Next on my list is The Smiths, of which I have very little on mp3.

Ah, the Cure, Depeche Mode, Concrete Blond, and Anne Rice. Sounds like a perfectly angsty cocktail that I'm sure I got drunk on more than once myself. Man, I miss those days and all of you.
mandydax
Mar. 20th, 2007 10:07 am (UTC)
I must thoroughly agree on Wish, from start to finish, and the album art is wonderful.

O.o Cunni... I'll have to listen again.

PS: Concrete Blonde ~_^
sacramentalist
Mar. 20th, 2007 02:31 pm (UTC)
I love Fascination Street. My best friend played keyboard in a Cure cover band. My other friend's favourite is The Blood

C makes fun of us for bringing up The Cure constantly. She doesn't get it. It must be generational :)
sacramentalist
Mar. 20th, 2007 02:48 pm (UTC)
And the problem with The Cure is all you ever hear is "Friday I'm in Love" or "In Between Days". Bleah.
mandydax
Mar. 21st, 2007 05:09 am (UTC)
Aye, that's true, although those songs are black humour, but subtler.
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