Since there's no news to discuss sophisticatedly, let's take a walk down memory lane.
Do you remember your…er…first time?
Who introduced you to his music?
Was it love at first sight?
I must admit I was a late bloomer.
When around 2003 I reassumed a childhood habit of mine and started going regularly to the library again, I didn’t only borrow books but more and more CDs to check out new and not-so-new music. One day I carried home everything available by Lou Reed because I had heard “Perfect Day” on the radio. Subsequently I fell in love with “Berlin”. That Drella album was not my cup of tea.
Three years later the bassist of a German rock band and Placebo’s Brian Molko individually mentioned a certain Basquiat, whose paintings they both admired. I had never heard of nor painter or movie, nevertheless I borrowed the soundtrack. Why didn’t they choose the beautiful version by Jeff Buckley? I thought listening to Cale's rendition of “Hallelujah”.
The track I did like from this album, instead, was David Bowie’s “A Small Plot of Land”. Bowie, who at that time I still thought of as a highly overrated Mr Let’s Dance, gained some extra airplay from my preferred radio station around his 60th birthday. I changed my mind when introduced to his edgier material such as “Outside”. As I was digging into his immense catalogue, it didn’t take long until I came across Lou Reed and the Velvets again.
“Songs for Drella” got its second chance, and when I watched the accompanying videotape for the first time it finally kicked in.
Better late than never!
Do you remember your…er…first time?
Who introduced you to his music?
Was it love at first sight?
I must admit I was a late bloomer.
When around 2003 I reassumed a childhood habit of mine and started going regularly to the library again, I didn’t only borrow books but more and more CDs to check out new and not-so-new music. One day I carried home everything available by Lou Reed because I had heard “Perfect Day” on the radio. Subsequently I fell in love with “Berlin”. That Drella album was not my cup of tea.
Three years later the bassist of a German rock band and Placebo’s Brian Molko individually mentioned a certain Basquiat, whose paintings they both admired. I had never heard of nor painter or movie, nevertheless I borrowed the soundtrack. Why didn’t they choose the beautiful version by Jeff Buckley? I thought listening to Cale's rendition of “Hallelujah”.
The track I did like from this album, instead, was David Bowie’s “A Small Plot of Land”. Bowie, who at that time I still thought of as a highly overrated Mr Let’s Dance, gained some extra airplay from my preferred radio station around his 60th birthday. I changed my mind when introduced to his edgier material such as “Outside”. As I was digging into his immense catalogue, it didn’t take long until I came across Lou Reed and the Velvets again.
“Songs for Drella” got its second chance, and when I watched the accompanying videotape for the first time it finally kicked in.
Better late than never!