Friday, August 19, 2016

Almost like meeting an old friend

So it was 2001 and I was falling in love with Marilyn Maison's version of Tainted Love. Maybe it was the lyrics, or maybe my own emotional state lead me to listening this song on repeat. After awhile I'd found out the Soft Cell's original and had even wandered what was it exactly that made me love so much about Marilyn's original.
And life went on and on, and I rarely, if at all had thought of Marilyn Maison. Until today. When I heard
The Mephistopheles of Los Angeles:

And I remembered. All of it: the reason for the non-stop listening, and that tension that Marilyn's voice builds up and releases at the same time.



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