Disclaimer: Obviously these are not my top five of all time. I don’t think I could ever do that. It’s not that I am a music nerd or anything, it’s just that I am afraid of commitment – unless it’s marriage, or children, or anything in the clearance aisle at Target.
I just typed “isle” instead of “aisle.” I mean, how amazing would it be if there was a Target Clearance Isle?
Video Warnings: total swears. Maybe in all of these songs? Just watch all these videos during nap time. Also, I haven’t watched all the videos either, so I have no idea about the visual content. I am totally irresponsible.
Vampire Weekend by Vampire Weekend
I remember being in college and going through a dry spell when it came to good music. Naturally, this is a tragedy because what else would I put on my 2nd gen iPod for campus walking? My friend David – the same guy who introduced me to Mike – turned me on to this album. I guess you could say Davidbrought a lot of good into my life that summer. Thanks, friend.
Return to Cookie Mountain by TV on the Radio
Totally different sound than any other album I know of. Heck, track to track on this album is like listening to a new artist. I like that a lot. I started listening to this album during a very transitional time in my life: some good memories, some bad. So, I put it away for a long time not wanting to think about those things. Mike somehow noticed, and he has been on a crusade to replace bad memories with good ones so I can enjoy it all over again. Love that guy.
Under the Table and Dreaming by Dave Matthews Band
This one harkens back to 8th grade and high school. It was always my favorite DMB album. I listen to it and think of waiting in line outside of Harmony House to get tickets to their concert or constantly refreshing the screen when tickets finally went on sale online. Or that time I accidentally bought $400 worth of tickets on my dad’s credit card.
If We Can’t Trust the Doctors by Blanche
I could pretty much copy and paste what I wrote for #2 here, but what is even more memorable is what I don’t remember. I *think* I went to see these guys in concert? I think? I can’t remember. I remember-ish. Do you ever get that? I get it all the time with books I may or may not have read too.
Alright, Still by Lily Allen
If you’re judging me for this, you clearly haven’t listened to this whole album. I almost always want to listen to this when I have the chance. This album is living with four other girls in a crummy old house in East Lansing, MI while we drank bottles of wine and got ready for nights on the town. I can’t say I miss doing that, but I do love the memories.
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