I have this little convoluted ritual that I have when listening to albums the first time. In the 80's, in my teenage days, I used to go into my bedroom at midnight and turn all the lights off and plunge the room into toal blackness. It had to be midnight as only then would there be complete silence in the house. Well, back that up. I'd spend at least an hour going over the liner notes. THEN the pitch darkness. I'd go over it in one listen.
Ever since I was caught unaware on the road and hearing "One" in daylight, the ritual has changed. Now, I wait again until midnight--luckily they haven't released an album yet on a day when I wasn't alone in the house!--and then shut off everything. I could be anywhere else when listrning to an album but for nostalgia's sake still have to be at home.
First, I light a candle. The candle HAS to be there. (What scent? Is it important? Believe me, I've come across people who might be obsessed enough to ask--there are scarier fans out there than I. At least I don't have u2 license plates! Oops..not knocking those of you with U2 license plates...)This symbolizes the "unforgettable fire" going on. The never-quenched flame, the heart of the band's search for truth. (I am a romantic and get quite dramatic.)Then I go through the liner notes--my favorite part is the "thank you's--("The Flaming Colossus"? Ha ha, I know who "the Lady Ann" is!). This usually takes up to an hour. Then, pitch blackness. In honor of the "Secret of the Universe" story, Edge being my favorite band member (one of my favorite parts of Flanagan's book) I have to look at "the little red light") on my Walkman as it is playing. Always a Walkman. The first listen is an ntimate one, when their voices have to be right in my ear. As an adult, I find it harder and hearder to listen stright through, so it usually takes me half the night to get through!
Another reason I have to be alone is b/c I seem to have a "private conversation" with the band on first listen...it's unavoidable...I NEVER read the lyrics, I prefer to hear them sung fist..so I end up pacing up and down: "Bono, you @#*!@! You can't MEAN that!!!" etc. I'm much in tune with the spiritual side of the band, so that's my first concern. If it is really good, then I end up like I am yelling at the news anchors. If Bono is still going through his "Ecclesiastes" phase, you know I'll be cursing this time around too.
"Oh my God,!" etc. I get quite dramatic at times. Of course I am yelling at Bono but you know what I mean. Other people wouldn't understand. They'd think I was nuts. "She's talking to herself!" etc. Ha ha Then I think, "this is what it must have been like when a Dylan album came out..
Uh, maybe I don't want to know what rituals fans had when a Bob Dylan album came out. Then you'd hear some REALLY scary stories..?!?
One thing that is an added part of the ritual this time around: I now have a pic of myself with Edge. It was taken outside the Four Seasons in Boston in June of '01. And I willhave to add my printouts of his posts here as well. It'll be a crowded nighstand this time around.