Life is short and moves swiftly. We’re lucky to have more than few ‘life-changing’ musical experiences. Here is one of mine.
I first heard EP* the spring after its release. Chris and I met behind an Italian restaurant for a cigarette before school. The moody, contemplative sounds of Mogwai's EP spilled from the blue Jetta and hung in the moist, sweet air, harmonizing with my shifting restlessness. Later that year, I moved away.
As I explored my life in my new home, I continued to listen to bouncy improvised rock. I fell for jazz, learning about the music while interviewing musicians and spinning records on a weekly radio show. I developed a deep affinity for North American acoustic music.… More