But they were albums and songs that entered my life beginning at the tumultuous age of 16, so it kind of makes sense. Yes, that’s a high percentage of faves to be stuffed into such a small span of time. HOPE: If I had to pick my Top 10 or 20 albums ever, the pop soulmates whom I want by my side for the rest of life’s journey, at least half of them, no exaggeration, would date back to the years of 1980 and ‘81. If I could go back and change anything, I wouldn’t change my Year Zero I’d just pay more attention this time. And that 1980-81 were my sweet 16-17 years. So, I feel extremely lucky that those were my 13-20 years. But in the end it is hard to beat the explosion of musical creativity that made 1977-84 so exciting. MATTHEW: Sure, there is a part of me that wishes I had been in my late teens in the London of the late-’60s, or during the rave scene of the early-’90s. I wouldn’t trade my Year Zero for any other. In fact, I feel kind of lucky to have turned 16 and 17 when I did, and hopefully everything about to be spilled will explain why. This is your musical year zero, the soundtrack to all the overwhelming, nonsensical thoughts exploding inside you as you awkwardly transition into adulthood, reality and mortality.īut seriously, I am not disappointed to have come of musical age in 1980-81. That’s right mofo, it is 1981, you are 16, and this is what you get. Use this “Bette Davis Eyes” to soundtrack your pivotal, traumatic teenage years. Here, have some Jefferson Starship, loser. Pepper, Pet Sounds or Blue? Too bad for you then (uh, me).
Missed the birth of punk? The fever of disco? Being blown away in real time by Sgt. HOPE: We don’t get to choose when or where we make our entrance into earthly life, which means you get the pop you get. Instead, we celebrate the wondrous complexity of our intimacy with music-from the edge of 17 to forty years on. Our selections aren’t claims to authority, to listing the biggest or best. Our conversation below will meander through those levels. And the third level comprises albums you missed or ignored or hated back then, but now appreciate or even love. How you feel about those albums now is the second level. There is the music you listened to then, and how you felt about it then. Perhaps you agree with us that your relationship to those albums exists on three levels. MATTHEW: Think back to the year you turned 17, to the albums of that year and the year before. Do they still sound good? Did they ever?! In the web that is our own, we begin again…. It’s time to address their role in all the humbling escapades and misguided daydreams that unfolded as they played. Join us as we revisit the albums that were soundtracking our respective graduations to “adulthood” and compare our favorites. Step into the PuR time machine as historian Matthew Restall & I (Hope) bravely venture back to 19, our 16th and 17th years of life (for real). Which is of course the most important gauge as to whether or not a year was “good”. In my case this sentiment only applied to the records I bought. “When I was seventeen, it was a very good year,” or so that old Frank Sinatra song goes.
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