Last night, before going to sleep, I put on the cd Outskirts by Blue Rodeo.
This is the second Compact Disc that I ever owned (the first being a ten-song 80’s pop compilation, of course.) I bought it based on the fact that I knew one song on the album, and I liked some of their songs from other albums.
It has since become one of the few albums I can listen to all the way through.
I used to take that cd and put it into my cd player on repeat before going to bed at night when I was a teenager. I would listen to it over and over again, all night, in my sleep, and then wake up to it in the morning. It is quite probably the album that I have listened to the most, of all time.
Now, when I listen to it, it reminds me of nights lying alone in my room in the basement, not wanting to fall asleep until I heard Try, but knowing that it was the second last song on the album. Sometimes it would repeat three or four times before I could sleep. Sometimes I was asleep by the time Rebel came on. It was my favourite album, and it still is.
If I need to sleep, I put it on. It relaxes me, it brings me back to a time when I was alone and thinking about my life. It puts me in a good mood, no matter what. The album builds up, too, track one to track eight all leading up to track nine – Try. There’s a reason that song made them well-known in Toronto. The last song on the cd, Floating, is almost like a denouement – coming down from the emotion of Try, something like the aftermath of things that have gone wrong… I never really realized that until last night, listening to the album while lying in bed.
This is still among my top five albums of all time. It may well even be number one.