Only Songs Can Break Your Heart

Today NY Post profiles Ruinedmusic.com, a place “to talk about the music you?ve lost: the songs you can?t stand to hear ever again, that record she always played when she was over at your house, the band you went to see together a week before he called it quits, That Song that was on That Mix, the record that was playing the night you (fill in the blank), the album you got for a Valentine?s Day gift.”

The Post asked for some celebrity submissions. Here are their stories:

“Just Like Heaven” submitted by Moby
“In 1994, I was living with my girlfriend at the time. We were out one night and we heard ‘Just Like Heaven’ by the Cure, and she drunkenly mentioned that this had been the song that was playing when she first met the boyfriend whom she had been with before me. So whenever I’ve heard this song I’ve thought of the good times, which were invariably better than the times that she and I had together, that she had with her ex-boyfriend. It’s a beautiful song, and it kills me that it’s been ruined for me for 12 years.”

“Silence Kit” submitted by Gabe Saporta of Cobra Starship
“When I was 16 and in high school, my girlfriend and I thought (like every other couple in high school – surprise, surprise) we were the modern-day Romeo and Juliet because our families didn’t want us dating. We always related to Pavement’s song ‘Silence Kit’ and the line ‘. . . don’t listen to your grandmother’s advice about us.’ This song became our motivation and salvation. Then we went to college and never spoke again.”

“The Tide Is High” submitted by Damian Kulash of OK Go
“Blondie’s ‘The Tide Is High’ was ruined by a single kiss. I was 13, and she was perfect in every way, as 13-year-old girls tended to be at the time. I had spent an eternity, possibly my entire life up to that point, plotting and planning my approach; I schemed and angled and carefully wrestled with the awkward geometry of courtship until we miraculously wound up in the darkened hall outside the school dance. Even muffled by the doors, the bouncing optimism of Blondie was soaring and anthemic, the perfect soundtrack for the universe to converge on this glorious moment. And then I kissed her, and she tasted of spoiled milk. My pubescent world imploded, and the song has never been the same.”

Irish Music In General submitted by Andrew Bird
“I used to play violin in Renaissance fairs every weekend when I was 19 and 20, and my job was to walk around in a floppy hat, pantaloons, a blousey shirt and some Vans that I had to spray-paint black. One day they decided I had too much freedom so they gave me a little Post-it Note that said, ‘Privy Lines: 2 o’clock,’ and insisted that I play Irish jigs and reels for two hours for all these Dungeon & Dragon enthusiasts waiting in line for the bathroom. I was fairly into Irish music at the time, but it kind of ruined it for me after that. Then I got tendinitis and was in a lot of pain.”

Your turn…

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