The "New to Me" Album Hunt.

"Omigawd hey! Have you heard of <insert amazing band name here> ?"

"No."

"Oh...well...<amazing band name> is going to be playing at <awesome hipster venue> next Friday. Wanna come? Wait...nevermind you haven't heard of them so you probably aren't intersted."

"Really?"

For someone as musically inclined as I have always been my knowledge of great bands and music albums is sadly lacking.

Theoretical hipster who is critical of me.
Probably hanging out at the Wormhole. Right now.

In my defense, my parents didn't buy me cassette tapes or CDs very often so by the age of sixteen, I probably had a totally of 25 CDs including such visionaries as...

 

(I didn't know he was gay when I rocked out to "The Animal Song" on the bus in middle school. awkward teenage crush.)

The rest were movie soundtracks and musicals...and that. was. it. Needless to say, knowing all of the lyrics to "I knew I loved you before I met you" and "Say my name" nor the ability to recite 95% of Disney's Mulan, has really helped me become a better musician. As a music major in College I learned heaps about music (more than I'll ever remember) classical in my classes and more pop an indie favorites through the technilogical sensation that was ipod library sharing with fellow musicians. However, with a few exceptions, I never got the hang of listening to and appreciating the complete album.

Well, those days are no longer. My goal for the next 20 weeks (and beyond) is to listen to one new album each week. The only stipulations are that...

1) It must be an album that is "new to me"
2) Once chosen, I must listen to the album completely
3) I must blog about the discoveries and experiences I have in the process

Let's be honest friends. Blogging is hard. So i'm going to need some help. What you can do is suggest albums for me to feature each week. As long as its "new to me" it qualifies, and remember once I choose it, I have to listen to it... Although you do get bonus points if you can suggest an album that brings me to tears.

I fucking love crying. With music. (and sweaters)