I could live there and make it our own.
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Shitposting since 2005

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Suzanne Ciani – The Velocity Of Love (1986)
Not any one particular memory, but rather just the general atmosphere of my first couple years of life in The City.
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Hair Füror… “…unveiled a new rendering of a special commemorative US passport bearing his likeness Friday, debuting a limited-edition passport to mark America’s 250th anniversary this year.” —CNN
Just sayin’.
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B-52s: Cosmic Thing (1989)
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This reminds me very much of something I saw in one of my dad’s architectural magazines in the early 70s. It was an ad for plywood manufacturers of America or something, and while that house (elevations only, no floor plans) more resembled a group of tubes capped with geodesic domes, this one definitely reminds me of it on so many—pardon the pun—levels.
This is my take on the concept:
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George Michael – Listen Without Prejudice (1990)
George Michael – Patience (2004)
Both are severely underrated albums.
When I think of George Michael, I think of Faith (1987) and him getting busted in a Los Angeles park toilet. Sorry, but that’s where my mind goes (and the number of times I narrowly avoided a similar fate as a young man – DON’T ACT ALL SHOCKED AND SURPRISED, I never claimed to be an angel).
Faith is one of my go-to high fidelity recordings. By that I mean the recording itself—along with the performance—is the type of disc I would take to an audio salon to audition equipment. It’s intimate. It’s expansive. You can almost hear every breath as he sings.
But I realized today that his 1990 followup, Listen Without Prejudice shares many of those qualities. I find myself just getting lost in Cowboys and Angels. As we used to say, it just plays me.
Patience (2004) feels different from the other two, but it stands proudly on its own right—and retains the impeccable sonic qualities of its brethren. Amazing and Flawless (Go To The City) are two cuts that make we want to get up off my tired, sagging ass and dance.
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One week of break-in, and I’m loving these more and more. No regrets. They really are as good as everyone says they are.
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Prince: Purple Rain (1984)
One of my grails is to own this on purple vinyl, but sadly prices on the resale market remain astronomical.

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