Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The Whole of the Moon

I need a new Waterboys experience. Summer 1990, a friend gave me a tape filled with their songs. My first listen through "The Whole of the Moon," I nearly ran through a tree in Central Park. After the run, I stretched my hamstrings on the stones at the 85th Street Reservoir station. "A Man Is In Love" played in my ears, the sun sunk and tension left my body like counting off before going under general anesthesia.

How could I forgot them? I need a new Waterboys experience. It's out there, I'll find it.



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