Favorite Albums of All Time: nostalgia edition, part I

I was a bit of a late bloomer regarding Depeche Mode. I remember being in the Virgin Megastore in Chicago (which no longer exists) around 1998 and hearing "Enjoy the Silence" come over the speakers. Even though I had heard that song many times before, for some reason that time it stirred up something and I couldn't get it out of my head. I bought the 86<98 collection right there, and everything DM had ever put out in the following weeks.

I also remember driving over a bridge on the highway in IL, and while I was opening the CD case for the live album "101", the liner notes flew out my window and over the bridge. I freaked out quite a bit.

This song, and video, to this day are two of my favorite things in existence:

yer sweet chimneys

In case you didn't know, I contribute to this other blog now and again (hopefully more once I get photoshop and a new digital camera). The blog's name, Yer Sweet Chimneys, originally started as a band that was an offshoot of another band, who also appears as the main man behind the blog. Confused yet?

Yer Sweet Chimneys recently played a show in Williamsburg, here's a couple of photographic highlights:





The bar/venue was also rather interesting:

Duffy!

I actually like this year's hyped-up-female-from-the-UK.

I'm in the mood for some "Bodyguard"-era Whitney.

car karaoke

I've taken to listening to Neko in the car; it's the best place to get all of my belting done.

so you know how to love me that way

at old town school of folk music, waiting for the magnetic fields show to start. photo courtesy of emma and her amazing blog

you turn my head around

The relationship Ben and I have has always reminded me of Dean & Britta. It makes me want to watch the Luna documentary again. I also have to read Dean's book once it comes out (March 13th!).

real women wear bangs

feist on a bus!

the tube of you

If I ever decide to subscribe to the institution of marriage (I've always wanted that tax break), I hope this will be played at the wedding at some point:



Since I don't know Icelandic/Hopelandish, the song might end up being about killing baby seals, but it just sounds perfect.

you really got a hold on me

This song has been in my head for days, thanks to the advance of the She & Him record I've been listening to non-stop.

The Beatles in '69 take a stab at it: