23

So there I was. Walking into one of the last record stores in Pasadena, CA not expecting much. Then I saw it hanging on the wall. Blonde Redhead's latest album 23 on vinyl. Just look at it.


Nothing on the cover informs you it's a Blonde Redhead album besides the cherry red sticker slapped on the side. (It also acts as a tamper proof seal.)

And I'm not exactly sure why I'm so drawn to this album considering I'm not the biggest Blonde Redhead fan. It could be the album art. Or maybe because one day me and my cohort once joked we would wear Blonde Redhead tshirts to a Long Blondes concert and procede to make a scene by claiming we went to the wrong concert. We never did, but the thought of it always breaks a smile on my face. Or maybe because the music is that good. Whatever! I know what I like. And I like.