What’s your security blanket? That place you go when your soul needs a hug?
Mine is music.
Today, my security blanket grew a few sizes, because
Peter Gabriel finally added his
catalog to Spotify.
For many, their entrée to Peter was John Cusack, boombox aloft in
Say Anything. My exposure was a half-decade earlier. Growing up in Philadelphia, I started each morning listening to John DeBella’s Morning Zoo on WMMR. And Peter Gabriel was its patron saint. So I was exposed to a lot of PG’s music in my formative years. My love for his art has never waned, even as my tastes have evolved in the decades since.
This morning, I could not wait to get in my car, plug in my phone, and fire up PG 1 (aka “Car”). I felt the slowburn of comfort as Peter sang about Moribund the Burgermeister (a decidedly dark tune about Sydenham’s chorea, historically and traditionally referred to as Saint Vitus‘ dance, a disorder characterized by rapid, uncoordinated jerking movements primarily affecting the face, hands and feet).
Don’t get me wrong; I love discovering new music (check out
Courtney Barnett’s Tell Me How You Really Feel, out today). But when I need that security blanket, I always turn to the old favorites.
Here’s what I read this week:
