Time takes its crazy toll.
Times, actually, are tough. I’m sort of reverting back to a younger version of myself in protest against maturity. I’m both disappointed in myself for not being able to handle being a grown-up, and really, really relieved to have found the courage to admit it. This is surely, in the long run, a problem, but in the short term, there’s an upside: I’m rediscovering the joy of sitting by myself in the dark and listening to music. This is how I used to listen to records at 13, 14, 15—late at night, with headphones on, when I was supposed to be asleep.
One record that I listened to a lot in those days, in that way, was Sonic Youth’s Washing Machine, which came out when I was in tenth grade. I discovered last week that the Yeah Yeah Yeahs did an acoustic cover of the last song on that record, “The Diamond Sea,” and I’ve been listening to it over and over again, the last couple of nights, before bed.
(Well, before couch—I’ve mostly been sleeping on the couch. Next week I’m going to start moving my stuff to a new apartment in Park Slope. But that’s another story.)
It’s not as good as the original, but there’s something about it that’s working for me. Where Sonic Youth makes me nostalgic for my youth, halfway decent covers of Sonic Youth just make me nostalgic for Sonic Youth, and that’s less complicated.
I tried to upload it here, but Tumblr didn’t let me. If you’re interested, you can buy it on iTunes.