My Life In Records

It is ridiculous what they accomplish with a traditional setup. It all sounded so strange and new. It was so nice to be listening to something that was not only shocking as the record moved along, but purposeful. It's not cheap music. To hear something that couldn't immediately be compared to The Cure, Joy Divison or My Bloody Valentine at the time was very refreshing. Probably my favourite album of the decade. Sometimes I hear it and want to quit playing music forever.

Sounds more reckless and evil to me than most things being put out these days. When I discovered Glenn Branca I was ecstatic. More great drumming.

Few things sound more careless. Great drumming.

I started playing in a new band when I was 18 and the main guy knew about all these bands I'd never heard of. He turned me on to Brian Eno and Television. Again, there were really technical things going on with the instruments but it was drenched in this really slutty New York vibe. I had listened to my fair share of Yes at that point and was relieved that there was a much trashier alternative. Also, Tom Verlaine didn't sing exclusively about manna and terrain like Jon Anderson.

These two records just cover so much ground and the recordings themselves are some of my favourites. Not only did the songs put me in a trance and completely ruin my mind but all of the tones are amazing. Like a lot of people, watching the video of Guy Piccioto hanging upside down in a basketball net screaming into a microphone had a strong affect on me. Really not fucking around with that basketball net thing. I keep forgetting to send our album to Ian Mackaye... Friends of ours have sent him theirs and he's responded with postcards. Washing Machine is Washing Machine. It's my actual 90s choice. So much variety with the different singers and, of course, general headphone ecstasy.

I loved that it was really angry and complex but it had this rough style that metal and hardcore music seemed to lack. It was really raw. There was no B.C Rich and there was no chorus. Just angry guys from San Diego who wished they were Crime and/or The Wipers. It's my 90s choice.

Another compilation. I only wanted to listen to really loud music at one point and this collection of songs was on repeat.

A long time ago my brother got this 'best of' from the library. The one that came out in 1989. . . I couldn't comprehend how all of the songs were the same band. The first time I heard ‘White Light/White Heat‘, I thought the cd was skipping. The first time I heard ‘Heroin’, I didn't know what to do with myself. It's been established : they wrote songs and proceeded to track them in a recording studio.

This was the first cd that I ever purchased. Last time I listened to this album, I noticed that every time Kim Thayil does a wah/shred, Chris Cornell jumps in with the most foul declining blues wail you've heard. It's gross on gross. Points for using Wah on the bass as well. The wah bass solo on our record was actually inspired by Superunknown.

My dad would listen to this, Patsy Cline, Roy Orbison and the Everly Brothers all the time on trips out to our Grandparents' house. The harmonies on the first track on our record were inspired by these people. He would also listen to the 'Dances with Wolves' soundtrack. It was awful.