I suddenly like The Blue Nile. What has happened? The first album ever which I have mounted from the cellar where all CDs reside I never want to listen to again back to the living-room. His voice is suddenly acceptable. No, it's more than that, it is perfect. It probably has to do with the corky bottle of Retsina I have almost finished. Or maybe with my general feeling of helplessness towards what's happening or not happening in my life. Or the disappointment over Bark Psychosis seminal Hex which I finally got the day before yesterday and which would have been better without Graham Sutton's whispered voice which I now find aggressive in its softness. Hats has clicked, there is something about never writing off anyone. Will Scott Walker win me over one day? He has to stop the over the top crooning for that, I hope.

ps the 2nd listen is as embarrassing as i always remembered them. i'll put on unknown pleasures now. nightmares are more impressive than sweet dreams especially when they are so ferocious.

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