In honor of the 20th anniversary deluxe re-release of Ride's finest album, here are a couple of versions of their greatest tune- which isn't on Nowhere, but whatever.
I used to do this thing where a few times a year I'd put on my headphones late at night and crank the shit out of a small, exactingly select rotation of tunes- this was one of them. I hardly ever get the urge now- therapy must have untangled whatever psychic knot it hailed from. But it's still an epic tune and one of the crown jewels of Shoegaze, which, if pressed while thrashing in an opium induced fever dream, I'd admit was the music of my soul.
Here's a live version. I've got some issues with the mix, but all is redeemed by the apocalyptic squall of the grand finale.
Here's the album version, although you should do yourself a favor and just pick up a copy for maximum impact (and Devra, don't even bother listening to this through your crappy laptop speakers, I'll play it for you sometime):
and here's the official video, which I'd never actually seen before running across it on Youtube. I kinda like the harsh, flat mix, the lame fade-out right when things go bugfuck...not so much.
Shoegaze is my catnip because while I love chaos and distortion I'm bourgeois enough to need it attached to a familiar structure. The same reason my favorite David Lynch products are the ones that hang from a recognizable pop cultural framework- Twin Peaks & Blue Velvet. Shoegaze is noise you can dance to....perfect.
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