Summer Blinked. For portions of the world, mid 80’s in the day and upper 60’s at night would be summer, but for a Floridian this is open the windows and wave farewell to the hellbeast that is a tropical summer.
For me, with fall comes an overwhelming sense of nostalgia. I’m not really sure what exactly it is about the break in the oppressive heat that makes me run for the music of my youth, but without fail, the first hint of fall finds me scurrying for Violent Femmes, The Smithereens, Thrill Kill Kult and Concrete Blonde albums to blast as I drive down the interstate with with windows down.
Anyhow, my good buddies that I’ve never met, Concrete Blonde, made this trip down nostalgia road even more awesome with the 20th Anniversary re-release of Bloodletting. First….HOLY SHIT! CAN YOU FUCKING BELIEVE BLOODLETTING IS 20 FUCKING YEARS OLD? Fucking hell, me neither, but at least that explains all the knee pains I have when I bend down.
Twenty years or not, driving across the bridge in the upper 60’s with the windows down and “Days and Days” at full volume makes me want a cigarette and a notepad to rail against society in, but then I guess the kids use Livejournal for that these days.
I you’re a Concrete Blonde fan, I’d advise picking up the 20 YEAR ANNIVERSARY (wtf?) remastered release of Bloodletting (buy here), ‘cause “Tomorrow, Wendy” is even clearer, crisper, more angry. Perfect for chilly mornings.
What do you reach for when you’re chasing a nostalgia high?