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Germs - live
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Henry Rollins, Philly, the 80’s
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I’d heard a few later Jimmy Eat World songs and liked what I’d heard. Clarity was the only album the record store had in stock, and even though I didn’t recognise any of the track titles on the back cover I figured it was a sure thing. Boy was I wrong. Buyer’s remorse multiplied by disappointment multiplied by betrayal equaled one unhappy kid. I hated Clarity with more passion than I found in the several songs I managed to stay awake through. For reasons unknown I gave it a second chance on road trip Walkman duty a few months later. Half asleep in my parents’ backseat, somewhere in another state and about twelve minutes into the outro of “Goodbye Sky Harbor” I finally got it.
I can’t stand Bono and generally feel the same way about U2 as a whole. The Edge is probably just as bad as Bono. Anybody who wears a beanie 24/7 and has “The” in their name clearly can’t be trusted. That being said, The Unforgettable Fire is pretty much a perfect record and almost makes up for everything else. How much of that is down to Brian Eno is up for debate.