Monday, April 4, 2011
This Is The Blues Brothers. This Is The Blues Brothers On Drugs
After a particularly busy day at my old retail outlet, NYCD, I met up with some friends for drinks. I don't recall which bar, but just about every store front on the Upper West Side of Manhattan in the mid-nineties, was either a bar or restaurant. The particular place we were frequenting was jam packed, and the sound system was concert hall loud, but it sounded great.
About 2 hours and 3 drinks into the evening, a version of "Sweet Home Chicago" came on, and I thought to myself, "This is the greatest version of this song I have ever heard." It took the length of the song, at least, to make it close enough to the bar to ask the bartender, who was playing.
"The Blues Brothers."
Next morning, I opened up shop, and the first thing I did was rifle through the used "B" section of the store. Sure enough, I had it. I flipped on the stereo, and at 8:30 AM, cranked up, "Sweet Home Chicago" by The Blues Brothers.
It was a whole lot better when I was drunk, in a bar, with a lot people, laughing with friends. 15 years earlier, I was poised to trade my Beatles' albums for the entire Bauhaus collection, thanks to some girl I had a crush on.
So my question Burning Woodies, have you ever had a drastic about face over a song or band, whether alcohol-fueled like myself, or by some other influential situation that may have blurred your thinking?