You said “And it's so cold - It's like the cold if you were dead” And then you smiled… For a second

After the mad fun that is always my Kiss phase (which seems to have become an annual Summer tradition to replace my old punk tradition of starting Summer with The Living End's first album), I have hit the 'come down' part which has resulted in one of my favourite phases. Yes, The Cure are back.

More importantly, Disintegration is back.

In fact, it has been so long since I last listened to this album that I feel kind of like I am re-discovering it. And at the same time, the moment the grandiose synth and pulsing bass of Plainsong hit my ears I felt like I was home again - which isn't that surprising considering I basically listened to this album for 9 months straight in 2005 (along with Wish and Pornography - which I will also listen to later).

I'm not going to write too much about this, other than there are 12 reasons this is my favourite album (least of all not being the epic Prayers for Rain which I am currently enjoying, nor the ever incredible Disintegration with its spiralling lyrics and such driving musicality that the song could have lasted another 10 minutes and I still would not tire of the one bass riff and Boris' heart-drilling beat. I've even gotten better at picking the end!).

This album is well worth the headache I am going to get.

But it does beg the question: if this album is the result of Robert Smith's depression about his impending 30th birthday, what the hell does that mean I am in store for next year? I can understand his view that most great artists produce their best work before they turn 30 - in fact, when I was studying film and dreaming of being a director, I felt my real goal was to direct my first film before I turned 30, and I am currently a little concerned that I am yet to finish even my first album - meaning my best are a couple of years off completion (my first is by no means close to being my best, but my OCD compels me to record everything in order of creation. [Homesick is just winding back - forgot how beautiful Roger O'Donnell's playing is in this. The man is a great keyboardist and I wish he was still in the band]. And this isn't for a lack of wanting to get them done - believe me, if I could find a dang Avantone CV12 again I would be purchasing it and getting right back to work. But I guess as it stands now, the completion date of December 1st 2009 will have to stand. Hopefully I will then get number 2 finished before my 30th (though I still can't remember the awesome title I had thought of back in 2002... I know it had something to with Jet Li in a round about sort of way - like a play on the title of one of his films. And I'm saving Zombie Street Fight for Star Guitar's release). Of course, I say some of this in jest, as there is no way I could see me feeling like Robert Smith next year - I won't be consuming the amount of drugs he was at the time, and I'm not in a very popular band that sells millions of records and sells out concerts worldwide.

Aaaaaahh the final accordion notes of Untitled.
So long Disintegration. May we meet again later today - perhaps if I get all my work done, I will revisit the album and make a proper blog about you. You deserve it, old friend.

If it is cold and dreary where you are, I recommend finding a copy of that album and giving it a very solid listen. Anyone who can't understand the epic brilliance of Pictures of You is not someone who should be bothering to read my blogs.

ooooooooh yeah - Open. Simon's bass is so kick ass.
Wish is pretty cool. Apox on The Cure fans who say otherwise. Sure, the lyrics aren't overly great... but that is for another blog sometime.