May 4, 2007

Check Your Head

My AppleTv has allowed me to rediscover an old favorite tonight, the Beastie Boys' Check You Head. I first enjoyed this album coming back to Virginia from my freshman year of college (god, I'm that old), riding through Reston with Teak in his green Geo Metro with So What'cha Want blaring at full volume out the windows. We knew we weren't cool, it was ok. The music spoke for itself. We knew we were on to something, even if we didn't know why.

I then found myself enthralled with the album during my divorce; something inside the twenty tracks just spoke to me. Whether it was trying to psyche myself up to enter the bar scene or just enjoying the Morrison-esque chimes of Namaste, I seemed to always have it playing in my car. Maybe it built me up, maybe it was there when I put myself down. Either way, it's synonymous with that period of my life.

Posted by pinkerton at May 4, 2007 1:54 AM