Moving Day: 5 Albums I Just Can't Quit

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Photo by Nicholas L. Hall
Now I just need to find some gopher wood ...
Reconsidering a lifetime of musical choices is a funny business. My first musical purchase? The Maxi Single for Gonna Make You Sweat (Everybody Dance Now). First proper album purchase? Amy Grant's 1991 classic, Heart In Motion. Before I lose any degree of credibility, let's move on.

For the past month or so, I've been trying (with limited success) to convince my nine- and six-year-old children to give up most of their worldly possessions. We've been in the process of buying a house, and decided early on to use it as a springboard for slimming down. When we settled on a house not much bigger than a garden shed, those efforts reached an urgency that forced me to take a good hard look at my own possessions.

I began sorting through my record collection, trying to decide what I could truly live without. I contemplated converting it all to digital, and saving even more precious square footage. Then, I heard about Bruce Willis' supposed feud with Apple.

Regardless of the validity of the story, it got me thinking. Sure, I could rip every album I own, deposit it in the cloud, and claim victory over the tyranny of tiny discs. The only problem is, I would no longer have those tiny discs. No matter how much I want to believe otherwise, owning the thing, itself, is part of the appeal of the music I love. The artwork, the liner notes, the total package.

Along with family photos and favorite books, my record collection probably says more about me than anything else in the world. I want my kids to have that, and not just in a file on a server. So, as I began sorting through what I could and could not live without, I hatched a plan: A Music Ark.

The story of my life, in albums. Those I can never be without. Those I want to inform my children's lives. Those I want them to listen to with fresh ears in ten or twenty years, hopefully realizing that their lame old man wasn't so lame.

This is a smattering of those albums, a first pass through the cases I haven't yet packed. Each of these has touched my life in some way, earning its place in The Ark.

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5. The Shins, Oh, Inverted World
A lifeline between me and my older brother, whom I rarely get to see. We spent the summer of 2001, the summer before I got married, driving around Southwest Houston perfecting the harmonies in the chorus of "Girl on the Wing". We may or may not have been under the influence of something or other.


4. Cat Stevens, Teaser and the Firecat
My mom bought me this album. She listened to it nonstop during the winter of 1978 or so, when she and my dad had just moved to upstate New York and she was lonely all the time. It helped her through that winter, and it helped me through my rather troubled 18th year, when she bought it for me.

To this day, the first sparse notes of "The Wind" can calm my troubled mind. It's one of those records that brings bumps to my skin and a lump to my throat every time, in the best possible way.

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6 comments
David Cook
David Cook

Your sister paper in l.a. would probably pick this list apart.

gossamersixteen
gossamersixteen topcommenter

Oh my goodness, someone at HP has some actual good taste in music, and can write. Best list I've ever seen here, kudos. Agreed Television is the business.

overmatt
overmatt

one of the best descriptions of Marquee Moon I've ever read. Well done

nhallfreelance
nhallfreelance

@hprocksoff Thanks for the kind words. Feels good to be writing about music again.

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