I got a bunch of old albums that used to belong to my mom and my dad. They're all banged up. This is my blog about organizing them and trying to restore them. That's what I intended it to be at first anyway. Turns out this stuff is so old and so tied to my memories about my family that it's turning into a blog about them too. Sometimes I try to be funny. Maybe a lot of the time? I should probably rewrite this description. Probably won't though.
Showing posts with label reggae. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reggae. Show all posts
Sunday, April 27, 2014
UB40 - Rat in the Kitchen
Maybe UB40 but IB38, thank you very much. And whatever. I like reggae which this technically is, I guess. It doesn't even have the one song of there's I've heard of. Maybe it's totally awesome. Maybe I'll find out when I hook up my turntable. Maybe I'll do that today. Moving on.
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Saturday, April 26, 2014
Man, I love the Police. The title of this one is fake French intended to mean "white reggae" which is a pretty apt description of the Police. I had no idea that's what it meant when I was a kid. I loved every single thing the Police ever did, and I was also pretty into reggae. Toots and the Maytals, Bob Marley, Jimmy Cliff, I loved all that shit.
But I never really connected the dots until I met another kid in high school who was also into the Police who gave me a free ticket to a Sting concert (and a ride to the show, that guy was awesome). On the way there we talked about the band and he said they were basically an English reggae band and I realized he was right. I'd been listening to them forever and never even thought of that.
That car ride to the Sting concert at the Garden State Arts Center was also the first time I heard Use Your Illusions. That was an awesome time, back before I realized Sting was a tool.
Yeah. Good times.
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The Police - Outlandos d'Amour
KA-mothercuking-BOOM! Ladies and gentleman, we have hit pay dirt. If the Police albums are the only ones I can get to play, this will have all been worth it. I don't give a god damn what anybody says. I don't care about the ridiculous pretentious pseudo-French album title. I don't care about how goddam awful Sting went and got when he didn't have Stewart Copeland around to talk him down off his ego. That was years after this. Outlandos d'Amour came out when I was three, when everything was still awesome and things had not yet started to suck. This is one of the best fucking albums of all time. Every single song on it is incredible, even the love song to an inflatable love doll.
Maybe not that one.
MAYBE.
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