Remember when The xx first got big?
I was a sophomore in college, living in a condo near BYU campus my aunt owned called Chandelle. It was not where the cool people lived.
I slept on the top bunk, somehow so much higher than the bottom one I had to borrow a ladder from my dad’s garage to get into bed.
We spent most our evenings across the street at what we called the “House of Nine Men.” Two of said nine were in a band, so we got free, front row shows whenever they rehearsed. It was either that or listen to them wide-eyed from the top bunk at 2 A.M.
I don’t think college is supposed to be the insecure phase of life, but for me those simple memories are rife with it.
The xx released a new album today. It’s good, and different, and I am glad we all got to move on from 2009.