love & rockets

A few weeks ago, while in the car with my friend, a song came on that instantly blasted me back to the late '80s: a brilliant song/video, even for 1986. Especially for 1986.

Now I'm wondering if it's time to trade in my underutilised Love & Rockets cassettes (cassettes!!!) for CDs, or spend an extensive amount of time downloading (or getting kind friends to do it for me). Thankfully, a small chunk of their videos can be found online; I don't want to even think about the alternative while I figure this out.

I was always concerned that Daniel Ash wasn't getting enough to eat, but looking back at Ball of Confusion, I suppose he could've just had a heroin problem. Or maybe he was just naturally thin. It just seemed like his head was far too large for his tiny body, like a grapefruit on the end of a toothpick. But then he was all about the skinny jeans. Holy crap, Daniel Ash would be a hipster now.

Many would disagree, but I'm glad Peter Murphy pussied out of Bauhaus, forcing the other three into Love & Rockets. Excluding So Alive, they wrote some fantastic stuff.

I'm also seriously debating whether or not it's worth it to see the Cure. I haven't been happy with them since "Wish" (and saw them for that tour), so I'm not sure the nostalgia is worth it.