This is a repost, but here's the story behind my fave:
Smashing Pumpkins - Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness

It was the late 90s and I had to go on a family vacation. And not just my immediate family, but with my mom's side of the family. My mom was one of six kids. To Branson Missouri. Of course, this meant a certain social death to a 15 year old StonedShroom. Determined to seem cool to my younger cousins I acted like I was better than everyone else, in my JNCO Jeans, Mossimo Shirt, and Doc Martins.
Luckily there was one thing to do that didn't include the words "jamboree" or "Dixie" and that was to shop at the huge outlet mall. There was a music store (remember those? before everyone had high-speed and bit torrents?) and when we walked in "Zero" was blasting on the speakers. Of course, all the adults I was with hated it, so I dropped $18 of my lawnmowing money on the album.
I had always loved the Smashing Pumpkins since I saw the video for "Tonight, Tonight". They were so different, still heavy, but not grungy like all the other bands, just SOMETHING about them I liked from what I had heard on the radio.
I remember how much I loved all the artwork in the album, from the weird lady coming out of the star to the etched cherub faces on the two CDs... even the little anchors and other nautical sketches in the lyric book. I just flipped through the book, memorizing lyrics to songs I hadn't even heard yet. I stared at the CDs the rest of the day while everyone else was digging through miss-stitched Levis and last year's overstock from the Gap. I couldn't wait to get back to the cabin and listen to the CDs on my purple Discman knock-off.
When we finally got home that night I immediately tore open my CD player, tossed out whatever CD I had in there and put in the pink CD. I expected to hear melodic distorted guitars and driving beats, but instead I heard a beautiful piano piece. I honestly thought this CD was actually a classical CD that accidentally fell in the Smashing Pumpkins pile, and I vowed to never shop at an outlet mall again. I secretly liked the piano piece, but I wanted that rock CD, the one that would make me look edgy and cool. I was about to eject the disc when the piano piece ended and the familiar strings of "Tonight, Tonight" started. I listened through that amazing song and just let the CD play. One amazing song after the other. I was so amazed at how one song could be the quintessential rock song, and the next be a dreamy song about Cupid and his bow.
When it was time to put in the second disc I was literally shaking with excitement. I thought that nothing could ever beat the first disc, that this second one was going to be bad. I was blown away for the second time, from 1979 to Lily. I honestly felt like I was the only person in the world who FELT this music, no one else could ever love it as much as I did.
I spent the whole night just playing the CDs over and over. Each time I'd have a new favorite song. The rest of the trip was pretty much the same. If it was light, I would listen to the CD while reading the lyrics. If it was dark I'd just lay there and direct videos for each song in my head.
I forgot about looking cool. I didn't blast the hard songs to spite the older people. They would never understand.
unfortunately my batteries ran out on the way home and we were in a traffic jam. Luckily the batteries in my portable radio still worked, but wouldn't fit in my CD player. I listened to some station I picked up praying they'd play SOMETHING by the Pumpkins...
I don't remember if they played them, but I do remember hearing the song "Brick" by Ben Folds Five the first time. I remember I starting crying halfway through the song. I didn't know it was about an abortion at that time, but I could just tell it was sad.
I always loved music, but I that vacation was the first time I had ever connected so emotionally to music.
"And I don't even care to shake these zipper blues And we don't know Just where our bones will rest To dust I guess Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
Double cross the vacant and the bored They're not sure just what we have in store Morphine city slippin' dues down to see
That we don't even care as restless as we are We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts And poured cement, lamented and assured To the lights and towns below Faster than the speed of sound Faster than we thought we'd go Beneath the sound of hope"
-------------------- We are not human beings going through a temporary spiritual experience.
We are spiritual beings going through a temporary human experience.
Edited by StonedShroom (06/03/08 01:28 AM)
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