So Sign O’ The Times is just a staggering album. This is 1987 and the album starts with the lyric: “In France a skinny man died of a big disease with a little name.” Holy. Fuck.
And then this song, besides being just gorgeous, has such amazing lyrics: “If I was your girlfriend, would you let me dress you? I mean, help you pick out your clothes before we go out. Not that you’re helpless. But sometimes, sometimes, those are the things that being in love’s about.”
More killer opening lines: “I guess you know me well, I don’t like winter. But I seem to get a kick out of doing you cold.”
There are so many amazing songs on this album that it blows my mind. It’s perfect.
I listened to Daydream Nation so many times that I completely wore out the CD. I just heard Rob Tannenbaum talking about how people unfairly dismiss the 80s as a decade of terrible music. This album alone proves that’s not true.