I'm a bit ashamed to say that despite my advanced years, extensive music knowledge, and love of all things Sci Fi, that I am just now getting into Rush. Despite the fact that those first three facts are false, it still surprises me a little. Since I feel shame just by waking up in the morning, being ashamed about it isn't exactly groundbreaking though.
My musical taste is always changing and I admit I sound like a blathering idiot whenever anyone asks what kind of music I like. To say "everything" is both an outright lie and as close to the truth as I seem to be able to manage. I can be very dismissive of music I don't like, but usually only because other people's taste in music is awful. Most people don't like to hear, "Well I like prog rock, punk rock and revivalist punk rock but it's all crap for the last decade, opera but mostly only German ones so far, electronica but rarely trance or industrial, mostly late 80s and early 90s gangsta rap and some of the transition into R&B like LL Cool J but never crunk rap." I could go on, but by that point someone has poured a drink onto my head. And for good reason, because I would go on.
I bring this up because I've been having difficulty placing myself on the musical taste map lately. Post rock, dream pop, space and prog rock. Somewhere in there is a commonality that I have been craving and it's causing me to jump between bands quickly and with little to no real forethought.
To put it simply I want to reenact a moment I am not sure if I've ever actually experienced. I've got all the details down pretty well so I think it must have actually occurred sometime when I was in high school. It's not overly complex or anything. I just have this very specific and tactile memory of listening to music of this type, from timing I'm going to guess Mogwai, and lying on the floor of my room. Which is weird because I rarely did that. I was usually in my chair or hammock. So I'm just listening to music and staring at the ceiling, possibly at the fan, and am just completely caught up in the music. Sitting, staring, time goes by and that's it.
It's just so oddly specific given that my memory is usually terrible. Although now that I think about it many of my memories are like this. Completely meaningless and without context, but thoroughly detailed and nostalgic.
So I guess I want to recreate that feeling of just nothingness and absorption, but it's not specific to the music as much to the texture of the music. Mogwai sounds significantly different than Stars, and Rush, and My Bloody Valentine. But when I listen to them I want to sit and just listen, but I worry that I'm not even capable of that anymore. To just sit and listen to an album or two. Given how much I've ranted about the superiority of album rock this is clearly hypocritical, but it's hard to just sit and listen these days.
I listen while doing other things, but it's hard to really say how much listening I'm doing. My mind used to be full of at least 50% song lyrics, but that number seems to be decreasing. Honestly, I don't know the words to very many "new" songs that I have been listening to. I like it so I listen to it while I work or while I read, but what am I listening to? I worry that it is becoming just noise.
And I'm not sure how to prevent that other than to pay attention to what I'm listening to. This is something I tend to do once and then take completely for granted. But I suppose that is why I am liking Rush so much. It's great to just hear it. Upbeat, moderate tempo, easy to listen to. But it is so much better when you listen to it. The lyrics are great, and nerdy (meaning it has space and fantasy influences), but it's all very well crafted. It is tricky, because once you have really listened to it, it's hard to just hear it afterwards.
Not to compare Neil Peart to Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov, but Scheherazade had a very similar effect on me. I heard it before and recognized it because it's quite popular. It was even in an episode of Leverage. But then, I actually listened to it. And the violin comes in just completely fills me with music and a little sorrow and thoroughly demands my attention. ( directly to the violin and youtube sound quality is awful, but you owe it yourself to listen to the whole thing).
To summarize: Rush is awesome. So is Scheherazade, and you should listen to better music.
This is the point where I list specific songs for you to listen to, but since I've been listening to Rush while writing this, I don't even know which ones are best. So I will say, Tom Sawyer, Tears, and La Villa Strangiato.
Portishead - Small
Stars - Death to Death
Le Tigre - Deceptacon
New Order - Regret
Nikolai Rimsky-Korsakov - Scheherazade (I Movement - The Sea and Sinbad's Ship is my favorite)
The Hundred in the Hands - Lovesick
Sufjan Stevens - They Are Night Zombies!! They Are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back From the Dead!! Ahhh!
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I'd also like to ask if anyone even listens to these suggestions, if not I'll stop.