It all finishes with \u201CA Murder of One\u201D which is upbeat and kind of a driving rocker, but still with feeling. It was the leading set closer for the band in 1994 and you can just imagine it. It also is one of the few songs that I can think of where a band will use their own band name as a lyric. \u201CI dreamt I saw you walking up a hillside in the snow, casting shadows on the winter sky as you stood there counting crows.\u201D

The opening of \u201CRound Here,\u201D is perfect, and I cannot tell you when I first heard it. Possibly I was in a car, possibly it was on the radio, or possibly I was in my old bedroom in California, not quite a teenager yet, years after the album came out and long after the acclaim around it had died down. I have always arrived late to everything I love.

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Monday was the first day of August, so I put on this album. August is an anxious, indolent month, a nervous humid waiting room, the last day of vacation on a three-day weekend. Everybody is at once trying too hard to squeeze the last drops of joy out of the summer, and too sleepy to really make an effort. Work and school and winter lurk at the edges of our vision. On a hot afternoon crossing the street in a city, everything smells like chlorine. Those of us without summer homes worry about blackouts and electricity bills. A thousand air-conditioners drone. Tomatoes lunge into season in satiny blaring reds. Nobody turns on their oven if they can help it. Summer seems like it will go on forever, and then it doesn\u2019t. August is the meds wearing off, the bottom of the afternoon, the text and the email you let go unanswered. It feels like waiting for something to happen, and it feels like everything that was going to happen already has.

In the first hours of the year 2000, every radio station was playing U2\u2019s \u201CNew Years Day\u201D at one in the morning. I had stayed awake, waiting for all the science fiction stuff to happen. I expected\u2014logically, in the way you expect the toaster to make bread change color\u2014the world to be transformed. None of knew what to do when that didn\u2019t occur, but that\u2019s a different story. The particular feeling of the \u201890s was about the long anxious wasteful moment before. It was like Sunday and it was like August. Here we are in the last month before the fall comes in, before the cold turns around and fills in the spaces we left open, before all the consequences arrive, after the party, hovering in the three am before the workday, the glee and the dread of having stayed up too late on a school night. It\u2019s the end of the summer; it\u2019s the end of the world. The whole thing of August, the lounge-y half-naked dinosaur-green nihilist do-nothing swamp of it, is everything after. 589ccfa754

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