I Taught Myself How to Grow Old: Medúlla

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.

Wednesday, 2 September 2009

Medúlla

Medúlla the 2004 album by Bjork today on the commute. When God writes the book of life and it comes to bjork, because of this album there will be a gap between Bjørgvin and Bjørnstjerne Bjørnson. Shitter than a shit flavoured shit stick from the shit shop. 0 out of 10

I Taught Myself How to Grow Old