It is always in the fourth track of albums that the dialogue becomes less one sided. Instead of being just artist -> listener as tracks 1-3 are, the fourth track is always the one asking questions to the listener, eliciting responses and forming an artist listener conversation.
Obviously, I started to wonder why this was. Then it hit me. It would be too awkward to start asking the questions in the first three tracks, because the relationship is too new and hasn't been established enough, so the listener would be uncomfortable. Track 4 is the perfect time!
That's when I snapped out of it and realized:a) I wasn't listening to track 4b) The track I was listening to had no questions at allc) Not a single song on the CD did have questionsd) omg wtf
― Mickey (modestmickey), Tuesday, 15 March 2005 18:26 (twenty years ago)
― jaymc (jaymc), Tuesday, 15 March 2005 19:16 (twenty years ago)
― jaymc (jaymc), Tuesday, 15 March 2005 19:17 (twenty years ago)
I don't recall the argument at all...or why we were listening to the Doors. (no, actually theres an obvious reason that recod found it to the player)
― b b, Tuesday, 15 March 2005 19:20 (twenty years ago)
― Mickey (modestmickey), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 00:00 (twenty years ago)
― dave q (listerine), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 05:41 (twenty years ago)
After one of us finally got it together enough to actually record one of these sessions however, we discovered that in actual fact we were just crap.
I also once had a blinding revelation involving a couple of tracks on a Virgin World Music sampler that I'd picked up cheap; the precise angle at which a wheelbarrow was leaning up against our garden shed and the exact number of stinging nettles that were growing up through it; and some half-remembered image of some mythical celestial portal, from some book of classic Greek / Latin mythology that I vaguely believed I'd encountered at some point in my education; all of which had some HUGE symbolic significance which I'd have to commit myself to investigating and researching for the good of all mankind, just as soon as I was able to stand up again without everything around me going all wobbly again.
Unfortunately, when I eventually regained consciousness, I felt far too tired and my head hurt far too much to actually do anything about it.
― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 13:22 (twenty years ago)
― latebloomer: damn cheapskate satanists (latebloomer), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 13:25 (twenty years ago)