I listen to A LOT of music. A LOT. I work from my writing studio all day. So, generally speaking, unless I'm hyper focused and immersed in research, it's an absolute necessity for me throughout the day. Much like the need for oxygen to breathe, I must listen to music. Typically, I will keep something in my rotation for 50 or so listens before I move on to something else. Sometimes listening to the same passage hundreds of times. I'm sure I'm not alone around here with that pattern. Probably for most of us who share an emotional connection with progressive music, it has an ability to connect with and move us emotionally more so than others.
I've been listening to the new record like that a lot lately. I think it's great. But something happened today. I was streaming the record, again; and got distracted with the UPS guy at the door. When I returned to my studio, M:p2 SFaM came on. I don't think I've listened to that record in it's entirety in several years now, if I'm honest. It immediately hit me like a ton of bricks. Much like it did the very first time I heard it way back in '99.
So, I paused what I was doing, long enough to dig out the CD so that I could hear it the way God intended, put the dogs in the library, turned the volume selector to 10, and hit "play".
DT is great. I've followed this band since WDaDU, and have been around here since the EZBoard days. But when they are really great---they are really, really great. I mean really great. What a fantastic fucking record. Still, all these years later.
There are dozens of records that I feel that way about, but I had forgotten how charged that record made me feel. Until the first notes of that strumming guitar came into focus. Then it all flooded back.
What records haven't you had a listen to in a while that when you return still hits you that same way?
Topic: SFaM Revisited (Read 831 times)
