I came to A Broken Frame late.My door into the room called Depeche Mode was Construction Time Again, and only after standing in that harsher, more industrial light did I turn around and notice what was already behind me. Looking back, it still feels almost unreal how much this band changed in the span of... Continue Reading →
Some albums slip quietly into your life. And some albums kick the door wide open. Construction Time Again did the latter. When friends recommended it to me in 1983, I had no idea I was about to step into the world of modern pop music for the first time. Looking back, it wasn’t just a... Continue Reading →
Some journeys take you across coastlines, night trains, and airport terminals.And then some journeys begin inside a record sleeve. Vinyl has been with me for so many years that some albums have turned into quiet landmarks: the music of my teenage room, the covers that shaped my taste, the accidental discoveries in second-hand shops, and... Continue Reading →
