They just released a remastered deluxe edition. www.thecuredisintegration.com
Shows you how little I've been able to pay attention to anything; I had no idea.
Remastered, schmastered, I put the record on and it never fails (to make me utterly happy/transport me/make me re-love the Cure all over again).
Disintegration was the soundtrack to my relationship with my high school girlfriend. It started out as really good makeout music, but it was only when we broke up, that I found its true meaning. Wallowing in self pity and anger and regret. It's definitely a desert island CD.
Not Cure related, but I figured you'd get a kick out of this:Last night, my son and I were in the basement, playing Super Mario Galaxy. All of the sudden, we hear my wife yelling at our daughter...loud...she was pissed.After a few minutes, my wife comes downstairs, absolutely seething, "Your daughter!""My daughter? What'd she do this time?"Our daughter is incredibly impulsive. She's six, and when she gets an idea in her head, repurcussions be damned; she goes for it. A lot like me when I was that age. And as a teenager. And a young adult."She decided to paint a picture on the bathroom counter using your toothpaste.""Was it a good picture?""Was it a good picture? I don't know. She heard me coming and cleaned it off using the toilet paper roll. I had to throw the whole roll out.""Well, at least she cleaned up after herself.""Yeah, but I didn't know that...and when I wiped..."Without missing a beat, our son says, "Well, at least you're minty fresh now, Mom."I thought I was going to piss myself, I was laughing so hard. And my wife, she tried to stay mad but, talk about your futile efforts.
@Kanye - Jesus Christ, tea came out of my nose when I read that! Funniest read of the day, seriously. Thanks for the smile!
Absolutely agree, Forrest and Michele.
The first time I ever heard Disintegration, the song, I was like 19 or 20 years old, and I no doubt was in the midst of commiserating with Robert. I'm pretty sure I listened to it, and only it, for a fairly long time. Scary long. Like for the next 12 hours straight. I miss being young, full of energy, and emotionally a pogo stick where you could ride it out.
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