It’s amazing how music sets the mood for things in life. There has always been music that I found appropriate for the different seasons. When you hear it, you know that some songs were made to be blasted out of a car window on a hot sunny summer day or out of a young teenage girl’s stereo while the warm windy air is making it’s way into her bedroom window while the sun is shining through the curtains.
I guess that’s the nostalgic quality music has.
When I hear Scritti Politti, I think of the first winter I spent here in my new home town. My husband had a massive hair at the time for new wave pop. So not only did I get to hear this band, but I also got a mix of Q-feel, Captain Sensible, and various others of the sort. Scritti Politti was on the top of his list.
He jokingly called them “Pussy music for Vaginas” and since then I get an image in my head of a vagina singing into a microphone, but that’s some William S. Burroughs shit right there.
So, in all, Scritti Politti’s Cupid & Psyche 85 is a total girly girl album that should be played at top volume from a convertible by a woman who manages to always get her hair done and smells like make-up, tobacco, and hair gel. Or by my husband, who smells like deodorant and nag champa.
I don’t hate the album, but I can only take it in small doses. I did learn that the lead singer is Welsh and I feel a connection to that because my Welsh side of the family has only been in America since the 1930s. So I really like Welsh people and their amazing singing abilities.
Today I took this photo with the help of some little hands.
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