Last weekend, Anna and I (through the generosity and unfortunate illness of her friend, Hillary) scored tickets to The Lemonheads @ The Troubadour. We were adventuring earlier that day in Little Tokyo, but despite feeling tired upon arriving her place - she rallied and kept us going.
I'm so happy she did that as we discovered this awesome band from Holland.
(and I am totally hooked on this song! Anna has her favorite song of theirs too called Love You More)
I was once a very big fan of deep house music... French house, to be more specific. ("big fan" meaning that was all I listened to for months.)
This morning I woke up before 6am and felt the urge to organize and archive some of the old tunes I used to dance and listen to all the time.
This was during my college days... circa 1998.
Bernard Sumner is 1/4 of New Order and Joy Division... and 1/2 of Electronic. This is his side project with Johnny Marr [of Pet Shop Boys fame].
This song is my absolute favorite from their discography.
Again, it was on a "courtship" mixtape made for me by my ex. It was, however, the song that made me say, "Yes, I'll be your girlfriend." I really liked it.
:)
on a side note: Justin was probably the reason why I know so much about Factory Records, New Order and Joy Division. That's all he could talk about. Well, it is kinda weird that I keep mentioning him in my Vox of mixtape memories, however, you will probably never hear about him outside of New Order speak. Kinda sad, ain't it? He did make me excellent mixtapes though... and they were on real cassettes. ;)
* for Cecily *
So continuing on with my Joy Division / New Order obsession for today.... let's focus on an early 90s side project by Peter Hook. This was released by Factory Records in 1990. And I think this is track 10 in a mixtape made for me by Justin, my first boyfriend. He was a lover of all things Manchester, UK. (as his mother was from there.)
I think what glued our relationship was our shared love for New Order.. and everything that came after. Unfortunately, I learned quickly that a similar passion for one facet of my life was not enough to sustain us. Well.. what can you expect... I was also 16. :)
This brings me back to Seattle, 1996.