As influential as De-loused has been on my musical views, it will never match the significance that Ten has in my eyes. Still, as I gave some thought as to what my 50th review should be, only two albums sprang to mind: De-loused In the Comatorium by The Mars Volta and Ten. To be honest, I think it’s been covered rather handily already. I’ve approached the review of this album rather cautiously. Now, you’ve already read my ramblings, so I think we should move on.
As hard as it is for me to write that, I know it’s the truth. I have no more profound love for any other album than I do for this one. Ten, the debut album of grunge legends Pearl Jam. There are four of them, but only one is the focus of this review. I actually think it’s funny sometime, to think of the albums that changed my life the most. Still, as much as I’ve tried to fight it, even after hearing some of the most texture-laden and enthralling music in the world, I owe my musical maturity to one album. All of this stems from my aspirations of a higher sense of maturity and moral discipline. I’ve experienced a lot of music in my day, and still like to think that I’m fairly knowledgeable about all of it. I’ve rediscovered everything about music that excited and captivated me. In recent years, however, I’ve managed to break away from that type of ilk. I did manage to stay true to my roots, while retaining a little bit of what made me “me.” Needless to say, I was being pressured from three sides: my subliminal thoughts, my desires, and people who were closest to me. I simply began to see many things in terms of black or white.
I became increasingly less open to different subjects. Interestingly enough, my subconscious was silenced during my early adolescence, if for nothing else than the influence of friend’s opinions. From the most basic melodies, to the deepest, most textured compositions in history, I soon became fascinated with just the concept of getting inside a musical piece. I soon had a decent grasp on every spectrum of music’s increasingly wide palette. I was brought up on a heavy diet of nearly everything. I was raised by a music aficionado, so I can’t really say that I didn’t at least inherit a tendency to what to be a “know it all” about the subject. However, if there is always one thing I’ve always wanted to be knowledgeable about, and further advance my understand of, it is music. This is especially curious, as I am not a competitive person by nature. I’ve always conducted myself rather handily in the world of academia, simply with the hopes of being considered to be beyond my friends and peers in something of a model fashion.
That’s how I’ve always wanted to be viewed, in any context of my life. I would like to think that I’m a reasonably mature person.
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