Here’s the last pending post belonging to 2011, the last album of the year.
I must say Generation Terrorists was not the only Manic Street Preachers’ album I listened to last week. I recovered their earliest albums in a semi attack of nostalgia.
I used to get on well with my teachers at high school, especially with Ladis (Ladislao), my English teacher in the last year. I was 16-17 and he had to be 30, approx. don’t let your twisted minds play tricks with this. We used to talk about music a lot, since we, and 12 more teenagers, went to Gent to accomplish parliamentary duties. I’m not joking, my high school was rewarded to represent Spain during a European Youth Parliament, in 1992, and I was one of the chosen. But that’s another story I will tell you about some day.
The fact is that he was my teacher, but according to the learning plan designed, I was way ahead, thus, on Fridays he used to dismiss me from class in order not to get the classroom disturbed due to my excitement for the weekend ahead. I was kind of hyperactive, and too much talkative, and on Fridays I was “on fire”. Apart from that, Ladis used to work on special homework for me, so I didn’t get bored and had to make a minimum effort. We used to discuss about music. He was also a music lover, so this was our favorite topic of discussion. Eventually we ended up sharing music, and he taped me the three first albums of Manic Street Preachers, which I ended up loving.
In my opinion this band marked a point after Richey James’ disappearance, and most likely suicide, and became more commercial and mainstream.
I got tired of them in London, Tsunami was the typical hit you were listening 8-10 times a day. I couldn’t bear that back then, and my music preferences were wilder.
It took me some years to start appreciating this band again, and now I have to say, Manic Street Preachers deserve my full respect.
Thus, the evolution was backwards in my case, focusing first on the last albums, and finally starting a flashback towards those I had a crush 17-18 years ago.
I bought these 3 albums Generation Terrorists, God Against the Soul, and The Holy Bible, some weeks ago, but hadn’t had the opportunity to listen to them till last week. And it was a blast and a delightful experience, not only because of the music but also because of the memories bringing out. Wonderful!
From a different perspective, and the passing of time, I still dig them, in fact I reckon I like them better now. This band used to rock, and songs were a punch in the face. I can’t remember now, but while listening to Generation Terrorists, some bands were coming to my head, as very very influenced.
What a compilation of hits, my God! Slash n’ Burn, Born to End, You Love Us, Motorcycle Emptiness, Repeat, Nat West – Barklays – Midlands – Lloyds… Can’t believe it’s taken me so long to recover these. But it’s never too late, right? And the emotions and feelings these listenings suggest me nowadays are pleasant to the max.