Maybe sometimes it’s not a song that captures one’s essence, but an album.
Most albums are just collections of songs, but I think a precious few manage to transcend their individual tracks into the unified vision of work of art, so much so that it becomes difficult to fully enjoy or even speak about each single song separately from the experience of the whole. I love it when albums manage to create little worlds in that way – with their own imagery and soundscapes, but also hopes, insights, philosophies even – little animate worlds so full of richness of texture that over time they develop a life of their own, and stay close to the minds and hearts of those who engage with them and who, perhaps in their vulnerable moments, can find a voice, a tone, a mood to relate to in this deep, almost mystical way that art sometimes makes possible.
For me such an album exists, and it’s The Cure’s
Disintegration. Sure, it spawned some pretty well- known singles: “Pictures of You”, “Lovesong”, “Lullaby” – all incredible songs on their own, which most goth rock bands could only have dreamt of penning. But to me Disintegration is much more than those songs. It’s a universe I can truly get lost in, but also feel accepted in – it’s a strange feeling. Its gorgeous soundscapes are intimidatingly spacious, they expand the mind’s eye to mountains on the horizon, if it dares to go; and yet at the same time they are also eerily enveloping, almost womb-like. I don’t think I’ve ever listened to an album that’s as giving, as loving, even just from its sonic textures. It’s a patient ride and it explores many states of feeling, but it never lets go of its embrace.
Whenever I’m feeling let down by life in some way, I know I can always return to
Disintegration and find there a world that will comfort me. But it will not pat me on the shoulder – oh no, I would hate that. It will help me face my fears and dark musings, grab my hand and help me find my way through the labyrinth. It will say: “It’s okay, you can take your time. You’re accepted here. We know how you feel.” And eventually, the hand will lead me to a wide, open clearing, and there will be light.