From the moment I really got into the album (1990, the fall of my junior year in college) there was one song that stood above all the others, one that haunted me…a fuck-you anthem sung to a girl that (seemingly) broke Jagger’s heart. Six years later, it was my own fuck-you anthem, one that I sang to a girl who broke my heart (a girl I started dating during that very junior year in college when I first got turned on to the album). Back in the days when I kept getting in the way of my very own happiness, back in the days when I was a persona, not a person, I played that song incessantly, usually while bleary-eyed at the end of a long night of escape. That song still gives me chills and gets me teary if it hits me at the right time, as did your write up. Again, excellent job.

From the moment I really got into the album (1990, the fall of my junior year in college) there was one song that stood above all the others, one that haunted me…a fuck-you anthem sung to a girl that (seemingly) broke Jagger’s heart. Six years later, it was my own fuck-you anthem, one that I sang to a girl who broke my heart (a girl I started dating during that very junior year in college when I first got turned on to the album). Back in the days when I kept getting in the way of my very own happiness, back in the days when I was a persona, not a person, I played that song incessantly, usually while bleary-eyed at the end of a long night of escape. That song still gives me chills and gets me teary if it hits me at the right time, as did your write up. Again, excellent job.

From the moment I really got into the album (1990, the fall of my junior year in college) there was one song that stood above all the others, one that haunted me…a fuck-you anthem sung to a girl that (seemingly) broke Jagger’s heart. Six years later, it was my own fuck-you anthem, one that I sang to a girl who broke my heart (a girl I started dating during that very junior year in college when I first got turned on to the album). Back in the days when I kept getting in the way of my very own happiness, back in the days when I was a persona, not a person, I played that song incessantly, usually while bleary-eyed at the end of a long night of escape. That song still gives me chills and gets me teary if it hits me at the right time, as did your write up. Again, excellent job.

From the moment I really got into the album (1990, the fall of my junior year in college) there was one song that stood above all the others, one that haunted me…a fuck-you anthem sung to a girl that (seemingly) broke Jagger’s heart. Six years later, it was my own fuck-you anthem, one that I sang to a girl who broke my heart (a girl I started dating during that very junior year in college when I first got turned on to the album). Back in the days when I kept getting in the way of my very own happiness, back in the days when I was a persona, not a person, I played that song incessantly, usually while bleary-eyed at the end of a long night of escape. That song still gives me chills and gets me teary if it hits me at the right time, as did your write up. Again, excellent job.

Let It Loose is not my favorite song on that album, and Exile is one of those albums that took me a long time to “get.” I think you've captured its essence nicely here! And… there was one time, a few years ago when I was in a bar and (if I recall correctly) Stop Breaking Down came on the jukebox. I remarked to a fellow drinker… “Someone's about to get whacked!”