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As some of you may know, Michael is one of those kids who is really into music, and knows all the cool bands before the rest of us do. So, of course, he has the MGMT album, and has told me it's really good and apparently that they're a big deal, whatever that means.
Tonight he played me the version of "Kids" that's on their new album. It's been jazzed up a lot in every way, with basically a much fuller, much more mixed version of the song. I, of course, was like "This sounds nothing like 'Kids' at all!" and played him the original version. Side by side it was clear that the song we spent four years dancing to was mixed in a dorm room at Westco, while the new one is, uh, a song a professional sound mixer would create (apparently the guy who works with the Flaming Lips helped make the album).
I feel a little too far from my Wesleyan days to reflect profoundly on how strange it is to be two years out of Wesleyan and still be playing people "Kids" for the first time, or to hear a totally different version of a song you know by heart, and feel you own so personally, even though you spoke to Beno that one time and don't know the other kid's name at all. It's been a long time since I've had a profoundly Wesleyan moment, since most of my experiences and friends from there have rolled themselves into my life here. But once in a while there's just cause for reminiscing, and where better to do that than this much-neglected LJ?
Things with me are good, by the way. Next week I'm going home for my dad's surprise 60th birthday party, and bringing Michael with me. It's going to be fantastic. This is the time of year when I watch the Masters and feel desperately homesick, and this year I actually get to go home! It's a golf season miracle.
Tonight he played me the version of "Kids" that's on their new album. It's been jazzed up a lot in every way, with basically a much fuller, much more mixed version of the song. I, of course, was like "This sounds nothing like 'Kids' at all!" and played him the original version. Side by side it was clear that the song we spent four years dancing to was mixed in a dorm room at Westco, while the new one is, uh, a song a professional sound mixer would create (apparently the guy who works with the Flaming Lips helped make the album).
I feel a little too far from my Wesleyan days to reflect profoundly on how strange it is to be two years out of Wesleyan and still be playing people "Kids" for the first time, or to hear a totally different version of a song you know by heart, and feel you own so personally, even though you spoke to Beno that one time and don't know the other kid's name at all. It's been a long time since I've had a profoundly Wesleyan moment, since most of my experiences and friends from there have rolled themselves into my life here. But once in a while there's just cause for reminiscing, and where better to do that than this much-neglected LJ?
Things with me are good, by the way. Next week I'm going home for my dad's surprise 60th birthday party, and bringing Michael with me. It's going to be fantastic. This is the time of year when I watch the Masters and feel desperately homesick, and this year I actually get to go home! It's a golf season miracle.