It Took Seconds

Five minutes and thirty-four seconds: I have never been very good with My Bloody Valentine track names - I saw “I Only Said” and nothing registered, and of course as soon as I pressed play I recognised the song I know as “Eeea-ow ee-a-ow eeea-ow ee-a-ow”. The song is a sleepy smear, as is often the way, and the title suggests a miscommunication, so if I cared to think about it maybe I’d put it together as a 3am conversation, tired beyond tired, still awake somehow, consciousness merging with the pillow.

And then next time I’d think of something completely different.

Live, on the other hand, that flickering riff is a pop will-o-wisp in the song’s swamp of grinding noise - it taunts you, it leads you deeper into madness, but it’s all you’ve got to hold onto.

(My Pitchfork live review of them from 08)

What would your 5’34” track have been?