My favorite band, and still the one whose body of music I would take to a deserted island if I had to choose*, is The Cure.

There it is.

Now you know.

The first thing I did in 1992 when I had my first internet access is search for The Cure.  I found a site full of their lyrics.  I printed them all out.

The first thing I did when I downloaded Napster was grab all the b-sides and rarities I'd never heard.

The Cure was the soundtrack of my life for over a decade.  Listening to them is like looking through a well-worn scrap book, like putting on a favorite sweater.

* At a job interview, I was asked if I could only take one band's music, one ethnicity's food, and one famous person to a deserted island, what would they be.  When I answered The Cure, she argued with me.  Argued.  We argued at my interview.  I was hired.  Lucky me.  Oh, and the food was Italian and the person was Gore Vidal.  I'd probably change those two choices now.

[photo taken 8/30/2007 in Philadelphia]

[title from the lyrics of "The Perfect Girl" by The Cure from "Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me"]