rhetorical question (I got the new 3-CD Momus compilation, Public Intellectual: An Anthology 1986-2016)
When I was in the second year of high school, I felt bittersweet at the end of summer holiday 1996. Twenty years ago around this time, I was so messed up... my ex-boyfriend that I first-kissed had already got a new one, my mother had too high hopes for me that I could be happy in her way, and I felt as if I were walking alone in the dark world. (me, 17 years old, the second from the right) I liked music. I often listened to Flipper's Guitar and Pizzicato Five at that time, but also listened to the music that was seen on the hit chart. I liked singing rather than listening to music. Singing in the bathroom has been making me so refreshed in my life. Having said that, there's the music I prefer listening to. That is Momus. I was listening to his music alone in my room. His words were too sexual and dark for an innocent girl of tender years, but at the same time, his voice was too delicate, comforting and sensuous. I didn't tell anyone that I liked his music (only my ...