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Gatekeeper time!
Back in the 80s in Houston, there was a whole underground teenage suburban subculture built around Depeche Mode. It was the soundtrack for driving to #s nightclub (view playlist)
When I went to University of Texas, there was some sorority girl who would drive around blasting this song in her jeep, and it annoyed me to no end. She was super hot. Maybe it was sour grapes.
In the Woodlands I recently got questioned by a cop after the Depeche Mode concert and he had me sing one of their songs. I immediately brought this one out.
Martin Gore of Depeche Mode himself has gone on the record to say that Johnny Cash’s cover version of “Personal Jesus” is the only one that counts. The ad ran on the Super Bowl and currently on rotation at Fox. I guess it helps support Gore’s daughter’s music career.
Today, its use by conservative media is simultaneously very cool, yet at the same time worse than the Bubonic Plague, something approaching Tiesto’s use of Adagio for Strings, like a homeless crackhead sipping from a bottle of Dom Pérignon P3 Plénitude Brut Rosé.
Such as life. I felt the same way when everybody and their dog learned about email and social media and World of Warcraft. As I get over and older, I’m finding there is no edge anymore.
