35 Albums in 35 Years: 1983

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it.  Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

brianenoapollo1983: Brian Eno’s Apollo: Atmospheres and Soundtracks

Drop the needle, take a step back, close your eyes…and float.  A meditative state.  Serenity.  Tranquility.  The feeling of weightlessness in space or under water.  Eyes closed and legs crossed.  Deep breaths.  Transcendence.  Such is Brian Eno’s 1983 ode to the Apollo moon missions, Apollo: Atmospheres and Soundtracks, the perfect sonic picture of the wonder of space travel.

Pussy Galore! A Definitive Ranking of the Bond Movie Themes

jamesbondThe first cassette I ever bought for myself with my own money was either a compilation of 80’s hits that featured Duran Duran, The Thompson Twins, and Quiet Riot among others or a collection of theme songs from James Bond movies.  For the sake of this article, I’m going with the tape of James Bond movie themes.  It was awesome.  Every theme from Dr. No to For Your Eyes Only was included, as well as some additional film score and incidental music.  I loved it.  I listened to that tape until the plastic casing cracked and the magnetic tape creased and warbled.  My affinity for Bond films was born in that moment, with a special place in my heart for all those opening credit tunes.  Oh, how they molded me.

35 Albums in 35 Years: 1982

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it.  Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

curepornography1982: The Cure’s Pornography

Straight outta the pit of despair.

Joup’s Friday Album – Second Edition

airhzlegendFor my Friday album, I’m embedding electronic French duo Air’s second proper album, 2001’s 10,000 Hz Legend.  Following the warm, chilled out sounds of 1997’s Moon Safari and the darker, smooth psych rock film score to 2000’s The Virgin Suicides, Air got cold and weird for their next release, employing more of an icy, electronic sound, mixing in elements of folk, soul, French pop, and experimental textures and tones.  The album is awash in strange quirks, vocal effects, and an almost ping-ponging back and forth of styles.  At once it feels both radio-friendly and like some completely off the reservation oddity.  It’s the sounds of Serge Gainsbourg put in a blender and then reassembled by two evil geniuses in a sound studio somewhere hidden in the Himalayas. Oh, and Beck and Ken Andrews (Failure) make appearances on the thing as well.

35 Albums in 35 Years: 1981

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it.  Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

enobyrne1981: Brian Eno and David Byrne’s My Life in the Bush of Ghosts

35 Albums in 35 Years: 1980

In an ongoing attempt to bleed my opinions all over your computer screen, I’m selecting one album from every year that I’ve been alive that has some sort of significance to me…and then writing about it.  Welcome back to 35 Albums in 35 Years.

 

joydivisioncloser1980: Joy Division’s Closer

Record Store Crawl: Austin

recordsVices.  You have one.  I have one.  That guy over there by that busy intersection asking for change has one.  Your mom has one too.  Everyone you know or will ever meet has one.  Some of us have more than one.  We all have our vice, our thing, our crippling addiction to that which controls us.  Booze.  Cigarettes.  Sex.  Narcotics.  Mine’s records.  I get my kicks trolling through record shops, crate digging, treasure hunting, discovering, and I just can’t help myself.  Don’t even get me started on the colossal enabler that is Ebay.  But while this vice of mine may not wreak havoc on my health or my body, it certainly takes its toll on my wallet…and at times my mental state.  The search for that Holy Grail of record collecting can become an obsession, an all-consuming expenditure of time, money and energy.  It is everything.

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