For some reason I never listened to the Pixies. That bit me one evening when I heard this song in a bar and couldn't pull out Shazam quick enough. I went a long time with it stuck in my head, and didn't hear it again for another two years. We're together now though, so it's all good. #MissedConnections#HappyEndings
One of those songs that at a very specific juncture in your life you heard all the time--in this case in my shambolic first two years in NYC--and then never again. Damn it, I can't remember the name of the polish/ukrainian bar a couple doors down from McSorley's on 8th Street, but that was where this song was always playing. There was cheap beer and a couple of pool tables and the ceiling was very low, and it was so smoky, my Brit friend Simon likened it to a kippering factory.
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