Thursday, December 13, 2007

Playlist by Nick Paumgarten , in The New Yorker

Fun little piece in this week's New Yorker, worth reading if only for:
"“The music that defines a period, the music that evokes memories, is not the music you loved,” Sewell said. “It’s the music that you treated as background. It’s the music I neglected—the semi-light, detested and ignored music—that brings me back in a flash. Everything else you take with you. If I hear ‘Tainted Love,’ by Soft Cell, it’s a quite good track, really, but it absolutely—bang, I’m back there.” Fourteen again.

Sewell went on, “To me, Pink Floyd has the very strong whiff of bong smoke still. I actually was listening to ‘Dark Side of the Moon’ a few years back, and almost had a panic attack, a sort of flashback to being stoned, because it was so reminiscent of being in certain rooms on beanbags.” Sixteen."

Perfect, right?