Just having one of those nights where I remember why this is one of my favorite albums.
*because its insane.
For those of you who aren't on the same page, "Untitled # 3" is on the album Niandra LaDes and Usually Just a T-Shirt a double album John recorder while descending into heroin and cocaine addiction. The song "Usually Just a T-Shirt" was left off the official release, but was on some earlier tape versions.
I love all of the whole cd, but I gotta give props to that other version, the opening is so beautiful, I could imagine singing that in front of any audience if the whole song had continued that way. Anyway, this will always be in my top cds... I think it is firmly attached to whatever self-destructive crazy side I have buried just beneath the surface. It flares up when I am alone, especially late at night and all winter long. I used to imagine that Metallica would always been in my top 10 but I think whatever angry adolescent niche that filled has evolved into a more complex string of emotions... one that John Frusciante's craziness and layered guitar seems to attach to. I don't know of many other musicians who delve into madness and come back with the mix of haunted and angelic, the chaos that gives way to order to be swallowed again on Ad infinitum.
splashed you with some latin there... ooh
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