Wanna hear
something funny? I never watched the movie Purple Rain! I didn't even think I'd know more than half of this nine song album.
I knew all of it! I'm assuming because every broad I ever met since 1984 owned and loved it. Chicks and Prince, right?
SIDEBAR!!!
I have a vague notion of getting to second base with a young
lady while “The Beautiful Ones” played softly on a cassette player sometime in 1986.
Vague
notion?
Shit! I can still see those titties! It was early in the Summer, we had left a graduation party early and went to her house because her
mom was going to be out late. Brad Maybe stepped up to the plate and hit a
shallow blooper to right field allowing him to round the bra and slide firmly
into second. I was hitting about .190 that Summer. And I was happy with it.
Sorry, it’s Prince, we all knew sex would be involved.
I’m
not a Prince super fan and I think over the years I have seen most of the movie Purple
Rain in bits and pieces. It was kinda dumb. Regardless, the music is awesome.
Who doesn't like “Let’s Go Crazy?”
Who doesn't know the signs
for “I Would Die 4 U?” Me! I don't and if you do, you're a fucking asshole that helped make good music seem lame to a cool guy like me, loser!
“Darling
Nikki” and “When Doves Cry” are classics. You can shove “Computer Blue,” and
“Baby I’m A Star,” up your butt. And there you have it!
What I like
most about Purple Rain is that even though it was born into the 80’s it has
survived the test of time and doesn't sound like it belongs to any period of time. All the
classics do.
On Monday
July 24, 1989 I was in the McKinley Mall in Hamburg, New York and on a whim I
went into the Cavages record store and asked the dipshit behind the counter if
they were going to have the new Beastie Boys album tomorrow. She barely looked
up and said, “It’s here now. You want it?” Fuckin’ A! I took that shit home on
cassette. Two months later I would buy it again on CD. Years later, I bought it
on vinyl.
I’m trying to
remember what my initial impressions were driving home with it that day in 1989.
Straightway, I LOVED the fatass bass on “Shake Your Rump.” I was drawn to “Sounds Of Science”
almost immediately. And I said something to my friend Joe like, “I can’t wait
until I listen to this album enough to be able to sing along!” I never said I
was cool in 1989.
It took a while to get to know every note of this record, but
it was a treat to do that and I wish I could somehow do it again.
This is a
flawless record. It is a masterpiece. I would put it up there with whatever
anybody thinks are the ten best albums ever recorded.
When was the last time
you heard it?
Here’s my
picture with the Beasties… again!
I saw Anthems on a list of albums coming out this year, so I added it to my playlist. I liked it.
Pure Love is a couple of guys from Hardcore bands nobody ever
heard of that realized that singing to 15-year-olds fucking sucks. They affirm
that on the album’s, The Darkness inspired, second track “Bury My Bones.”
What is hate?
Can we rage against the machine all day long and actually make anything happen?
Definitely not, duh! I love it when the angry kids finally get a grip on reality
and realize that NOBODY GIVES A FUCK!
Anthems reminds me of The Wonder Stuff, Dramarama, and four or five
other bands that I can’t figure out right now.
Sadly, it’s kind of generic and as much
as I liked it while I was whipping up a cream of potato soup with celery, carrots, mushrooms, corn and love, I don't remember a lot of it. The last song was kind of a cool moment. I dunno, maybe?
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