My friend/co-worker and I fired back emails today about our favorite 4AD groups. She was listening to the Cure and mentally moping as she claims to have done from ages 14-17. Good times.
I just heard on NPR that our musical tastes are pretty much set between 14-21 and that after the age of 35 it's hard for adults to get into new music. Hmm. I've been emotionally grounded with melancholic electronica from the grey skies of Britain.
Most of my adult musical consciousness was undoubtedly framed by what I listened to between the ages of 14-21. And this was anything and everything British: Duran Duran, Erasure, New Order, Depeche Mode, Cocteau Twins, Talk Talk, The Cure.
Speaking of Depeche Mode...
In high school, Trent and I would drive out to a lakeside park on Mercer Island, smoke cloves and carry on this way: "Isn't strangelove about S&M?" "What is the real emotion expressed if one declares, 'i need to drink more than you seem to think before i'm anyone's...' and "Is Blue Dress about the fact that Martin Gore likes drag queens, or maybe that he likes to wear heels from time to time?" And the ever uplifting, "What do you think is the least painful or preferable way to die?" Trent: drowning (he was a merman) Me: while asleep.
Now i don't feel so bad over the age of 35, unable to connect with new music that you'd think i love but really can't stand.
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