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Lone Justice 

This one came out the summer of 1985, the summer I began my stint as manager of our college radio station, KLC, and it is one of the first to claim a permanent home in my heart.  In its first track Maria McKee belts forth the question, should I go East of Eden?  The answer is never in doubt. 

Sinead O'Connor 

You can say what you want about Sinead, but this, her debut work (quite possibly the finest album name ever) is nearly perfect. From keening to grooving, Sinead is absolutely committed to the moment in each track; it's impossible not to follow such passion. If all you've heard is the controversy and the hype, listen to this album and then decide. 

The Cure 

Our music director at KLC was walking the dj's through some of the new releases when he held out a dark album cover with blue psychedelic swirls on it. "You must play this album", he intoned, not as a decree (we gave our jocks a lot of room to run in our format), but as a musical imperative. I haven't stopped playing it since. 

Cecilia Gasdia, soprano; I Solisti Veneti conducted by Claudio Scimone 

I was in a used record shop up the street (used to be Crocodile Records, with a cool cartoon crocodile groovin' on a vinyl disk that seemed to be tipping over) and sidled over to their tiny selection of classical cassettes. I saw the word "motets" and had to have it. I think it was two bucks. It's awesome. Cecilia will not be denied as she storms and grieves through some of Vivaldi's least heard music. 

The Violent Femmes 

I first started out at KLC doing a Sunday morning classical show. The then program director would arrive, mostly on time, in shorts and flip-flops (regardless of the weather), to let me in to the station. As I went to the Cave to pull my albums for the show, he went into Studio A and threw an album down on the turntable and cranked it. This nasal voice punctuated with acoustic bass punched out, "That's one, one, one for my heartache and two, two, two for my headache...". On that day the hook was set. The Femmes should be standard issue for adolescents of all ages. 

Emmylou Harris 

My mate, who for a period of time wore cowboy boots every day, turned me on to Emmylou. Having already been bit by the cowpunk bug a while ago with Lone Justice, I was susceptible to Harris' magic. She travels a wide emotional spectrum from ballads of faith to songs of heartache. And when she declares she needs a high powered love, I'm tempted to volunteer. I must have listened to this thing forty times as I cobbled this site together. 

Midnight Oil 

Well, as you can see, passion is the common ingredient in the music I love. "Red Sails In the Sunset" was the 1985 album that first made me an Oil fan, but Diesel is spectacular in its ability to rock while delivering a highly political message. I never jump ship on a band just because other people start liking them. Musical jealousy can be such an ugly thing... 

THE RIVER Bruce Springsteen * COLORED LIGHTS The Blasters * SILVERTONE Chris Isaak * POOR LITTLE CRITTER ON THE ROAD The Knitters * LAST TIME AROUND Jason & the Scorchers * HOW WILL THE WOLF SURVIVE? Los Lobos * MURMURS rem * NEW YORK Lou Reed * MELLON COLLIE & THE INFINITE SADNESS The Smashing Pumpkins * I SAW JESUS AT MCDONALD'S Mojo Nixon & Skid Roper * DETOX MANSION Warren Zevon * SHELTER Lone Justice * LUCK OF THE DRAW Bonnie Raitt * HALLOWED GROUND Violent Femmes   soul food