Substitution

I developed a fantasy a few weeks ago (around the time I got The Chronicles Of A Bohemian Teenager). It was one of those love at first sight scenarios that I know would never happen with anyone who had their head even vaguely screwed on. Get Cape (Sam Duckworth) was the subject and it involved me, him and a chance meeting in a pub after a gig. I'd love it if it happened, but I know he has the brains to know where the line is. Anyway, this fantasy hung around for a little while then gradually dropped away as most fantasies do (or in my case, should). However this fantasy resurfaced again on the bus this morning, I was nearly through to the moment of contact (use your imagination) before I noticed it was familiar and broke out of it. It wasn't Mr Cape though as the subject, since the events of Monday (or Tuesday, I don't remember) I've been thinking very differently. Somehow I've become more perverted, having an mp3 player loaded with yaoi doesn't really help in that respect (wallpaper is now into yaoi territory, though not graphic yet).

It does seem a little weird thinking in this way, especially as its still wholly unknown as far as I'm concerned. Listening to Silent Alarm this morning though with fresh ears (I haven't played it end to end in ages) I find it hard to come up with how it couldn't be true. I Still Remember on the new album certainly owes quite a bit to Plans on the first.

Silent Alarm really does hold a special place in my heart, one of the first albums I bought way back when my CD collection was in single figures (its now around the 80 mark). I remember the first time I heard Bloc Party, which I believe is something you should always remember for your favourite bands. The first issue of NME I bought was the 2004 Cool List issue, big holographic cover of the 2 number 1's. Pete Doherty and Carl Barat, the year of The Libertines split. I don't remember where he was (mid 40s I think), but Kele Okereke made his Cool List debut that year. The next week came the Cool List CD with bands that I was hearing for the first time, Kaiser Chiefs (I Predict A Riot), The Rakes (Strasborg) and Bloc Party (Helicopter). Annoyingly Wikipedia comes up blank on that CD's tracklisting and its gone missing since I first got it.

Anyway, I didn't quite show the same almost religeous devotion to music then as I do now. So its a mark of the pride I had in actually having a CD this close to release (it was a little while after my 16th birthday, barely a month after Silent Alarm's release) that I put it in my player at the time (my PC not yet my primary means of musical salvation) and lay down on the floor next to the speakers to just absorb it. Its listening to it now that makes me realise why I didn't quite get it back then, in my current state and situation the songs seem so much more relevant and I think the same logic applies to what I've heard of A Weekend In The City.

Eventually I'll run out of Bloc Party related stuff to talk about.