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Trading Life for Music with Hidden Hospitals

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Written by Dave Raymond of Hidden Hospitals

In my high school, for some mystical reason, our lunch periods started at 9:45 AM. So, one morning (at lunch) I sat at an empty table with Steve Mitchell. Steve had a bowl cut over his eyes, was incredibly quiet and had a gift for playing soccer. He wasn’t shy, he just didn’t say much. Making small talk (like we do when there’s a fraction of a second of silence), I asked Steve what he was up to for the weekend. He lit up like I’d just shot him with adrenaline and said Listening to Weezer loud!” In response to that curious reaction I sought to find out what a Weezer” was. 

Weezer’s (self titled) blue album is a wall of sound. That term is grossly overused, but it’s the only way my brain could describe what my ears were telling it. I’d heard swagger, soul and heartache. I’d heard apathy, anger, and angst. But I’d never dreamed of songs as sweet as the those of the Beatles that also pounded their way through my chest and stomach. The power that this record displayed changed everything for me. And Steve was right – the louder it got, the better it was.
Hidden Hospitals - photo by Peter Kulak

Photo by Peter Kulak

My infatuation with Weezer created a massively unrealistic (and unhealthy) expectation from music. In fact, the first time that I went to see Weezer play live I left the show in tears because it was so terrible. To be clear: Weezer wasn’t terrible – my lofty expectations of them sounding as powerful, and as tight as their recording made my experience terrible. For a long time I didn’t really know what to do with that, so I put it in two buckets in my brain: Recorded music, and live music. 
I was looking for something. I wanted the togetherness, power, and charisma of Queen – but also the precision and perfection of Michael Jackson. I wanted the emotion and angst of Fugazi – but also the melody and candor of Cass Elliot. I wanted all of it at once, and for it to also make sense. 
It’s 2018 now, and I’m still chasing that forever moving target. I’ve been trading my life for music since Weezer’s blue album without ever really having to choose it.Find what you love and let it kill you”. Bukowski, arguably Kinky Friedman – but the sentiment remains the same. Tick the boxes, raise the bar, collapse chasing your goals, until the last time you do. A life spent on a love spending you. There are certainly worse things. – DCR

Listen to Hidden Hospital’s new track “Liars”


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