Today is Bob Mould’s birthday. I know this because my twitter feed is filled with Mould/Husker Dü/Sugar trivia. I’m not complaining because I love Bob Mould much like I do my Uncle Wayne. It’s a kind of love that’s not flashy or always at the forefront of my mind, but it’s comfy and reassuring when I need it.
Sugar’s “Copper Blue” like Liz Phair’s “Exile in Guyville” is difficult for me to talk about. This album is such an essential part of my being it’s like trying to discuss the importance of my kneecaps or my collarbones to my life. “I don’t know why, they’re just important.”
“Copper Blue” is a perfect album. I cannot think of another record I can or would say that about. There is not a clunker to be found here. The slide from “A Good Idea” into “Changes” is something I feel in the pit of my stomach. “If I Can’t Change Your Mind” is a All-time Top 10 song for me. It is pop perfection. Yes, two forms of perfect in one paragraph. It’s not an accident.
I was having a cruddy day until I put on “Copper Blue.” Now, I’m a tiny bit better.