with respect to my brothers in demography (white people in their mid 30s), I have tried to see what you see, what you saw, perhaps I just missed the moment back in the day, but this sucks ass

I hate listening to songs that mention running, streets, roads, etc when I am running My brother has been doing this, and I tried once before, but I nearly had a nervous breakdown trying to figure out my real feelings about the joshua tree, so I started over, and I decided I would do the project on days I run for longer than 30 minutes So I wake up in the morning like let's goooo and what does it serve me? Born to Run, which is wall to wall ROADS, STREETS, BACKSTREETS, BORN TO RUN BABY BUT I really liked it and I had a good time, and listening to born to run while I was running felt lame still but also cool I can't remember if I listened to this before. I think the only Bruce album I have listened to all the way through might be darkness on the edge of town.

I was disappointed last night when I put in my star rating for Agaetis Byrjun without writing anything. I had planned to have fun with like the diaristic aspect of doing this, and I felt like I had suuuuch a long and comical history of trying and mostly failing to all the way Like Sigur Ros, from being a teenager trying to like Cool Music in the early 2000s, into my later teens and early adulthood when my friends from liberal arts college were always wanting to eat acid and lie on the ground. But I didn’t. Oh well! Now, Stevie Wonder, Innervisions: my history with this is very simple. I didn’t grow up listening to Stevie Wonder. I knew maybe two or three songs from just, like, being alive. I first listened to Innervisions in high school bc of some other Greatest Albums list, probably Rolling Stone, idk. I was like, ‘wow, this is great. Whoa this is so groovy. Man this kicks ass.’ and my feelings have in no way changed or evolved, although I have a greater appreciation for its context in history and in the life slash career of Stevie. But overall, still, and forever: It’s great! Whoa this is so groovy. Man this kicks ass!

Had never heard of this, and started off very excited, but ended up not really liking it overall. Difficult to articulate why... it had kind of a glossiness that I found off-putting

I can remember saying positive & negative things about Radiohead and about this album specifically over the years, depending on my mood, whether one of generosity or one where I just kind of felt like annoying someone for no reason at a party, but I've never been actually able to nail down my real feelings. After 25 years of this, I think it is just time I accept the truth, that I respect it, I find it not unpleasant, I genuinely like /a couple/ of the songs, but it just doesn't actually touch any of the places in my soul that respond to art

this has been my first real surprise I never really gave this 'type of music' any thought, and to me, JP was Breaking the Law, their Behind the Music episode maybe, and Rob being a talking head on VH1 in the mid-00s But I thought this was awesome! I was delighted idk hell yeah Judas Priest

I feel like most of the not-new-to-me albums I've been served by this, I first heard when I was deliberately seeking out 'important music' or whatever to listen to, to develop myself in my teens. Reading lists, RYM and things of this nature. Not this one, baby! Personally speaking, this is an ancient text Also rewatching the X-Files rn and just passed 'Terms of Endearment' so nice. Week of Garbage

Not my favorite Gun Club, but still very enjoyable

Two memorable times in my adolescence an album came out that I hated so bad it cast a negative reflection backwards onto the artist for me for all time and I quit listening to them forever. One was ‘good news for people who love bad news’ and the other one was guero. Upon revisiting: was it worth all that negativity? Not really. Do I like it? No.

with respect to my brothers in demography (white people in their mid 30s), I have tried to see what you see, what you saw, perhaps I just missed the moment back in the day, but this sucks ass

I've always been a little embarrassed by how much I love this shit. Cold, sterile, 'car commercial music,' offensively decontextualizing and neutering blues & roots music, but like... liiiike. Oh well