I Taught Myself How to Grow Old: ANThology

I Taught Myself How to Grow Old

This blog is a collaboration between Peter D & Kevin T, two ex-record shop workers who once worked together. I Taught Myself How to Grow Old is named after a Ryan Adams song that includes the lyrics
'Most of the times I got nothing to say
When I do it's nothing and nobody's there to listen anyway
I know I'm probably better off this way'
Which seem perfect for yet another blog about music, tapped in by two list-making, late thirties, TV watching baldies, who should be out running around instead of sat at home downloading missing Walker Brothers songs.

P.S. Peter is currently listening to his entire CD album collection during his commute, alphabetically. Click on the 'alphabetised' label to hear how he is getting on, or if he's got past Rugely and is on the motorway yet.

Thursday, 2 April 2009

ANThology

Anthology by Alien Ant Farm, as I have mentioned previously Alien Ant Farm are my guilty pleasure and one that I am really quite guilty about, them, Bowling for Soup, Sum 41 and Garth Brooks. I do have shame. But not that much.
So anthology, sorry ANThology, I quite like this album, quite a lot actually, I did think that I liked it more than the follow TruAnt, but hearing them close together, Truant comes out on top and I might have to readdress its mark out of 10, but this isn’t about Truant.
Anthology is the album that contains their take on Smooth Criminal, and the follow up, Movies, my favourite track on the album, but the album as a whole is utterly enjoyable, and one of few that I am looking forward to hearing a few times on the commute home. Some people may think it may have dated a little, its from 2001 if I recall rightly, but I don’t think so, yes there was all that Nu-mental and pop punk stuff happening then but if you look beyond that to the album as a whole and the clumsy naming, its really a very good album. Am I protesting too much? 7 out of 10.

I Taught Myself How to Grow Old