The very first sanctioned “new” song I heard when I got back was “1901” by Phoenix, and my mind was blown. It was there that I read album reviews for Bitte Orca and Brothers, learned that Jack White was forming a new band called the Dead Weather, and that Kanye West released a masterpiece called My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. I would cope by periodically meandering over to the magazine rack in Walgreens and thumbing through Rolling Stone and Spin to get a sense of what was happening. Those music restrictions were… incredibly hard, as you can probably imagine. On a mission, you’re only allowed to listen to church-related music, and maybe some classical (as long as it doesn’t get too wild, like “Ride of the Valkyries” or something). I served a two-year Mormon mission that started the last day of 2008 and extended all the way through the last week of 2010. How could you not be exposed to “I Gotta Feeling” and “Run This Town” blasting out of various cars and backyards in the summer of ‘09? Well, I didn’t hear most of it, at least. I have a unique experience with the music of 2009 - I didn’t hear any of it until December 30, 2010.
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