Skeleton Hotel


In college, I took a course on 19th century literature, focusing on writers like Henry James and Edith Wharton.
I remember the year this album came out — completely defined that summer. It was definitely the last soup-to-nuts album experience I can remember — heard them on the radio, bought the record, listened to it forever, finally saw them in concert, had a lot of drugs on the way.
You just don’t get that anymore.