Some days you get just end up neck deep in it. I knew I was in for trouble when I woke up incredibly hungry and willingly broke my morning breakfast routine and schedule for immediate satisfaction. Fast forward to lunch and a (luckily) damage-free fender bender at the Traffic Circle Satan himself would apologize for and I'm writing off today. Arriving back at my desk, I need to take the edge off, so in go the headphones. Now normally, I'd search for a show to listen to, but inevitably a random show will only add to the day's frustration. That's it! I'm opening Spotify and putting on A Live One.
And then everything changed...
You see, the fine folks at Spotify didn't get the memo on the album's origin.
[Live LP Version - Clifford Ball, 1994]
No one told the data entry person that the whole "Clifford Ball" thing was an inside joke with the band. It made me chuckle. And in such a liberating way. Then it made me think. Isn't this album the ultimate show?
It's the mix tape we all made before LivePhish and the internet gave us everything we wanted. It's the process that successfully tried to find the best versions for all the best songs. It's the show that if they played it now, we'd all sit back in awe.
And for a few minutes today, it changed my whole perspective on today. So thanks, Spotify. For keeping it real, you guys.
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