Sometimes I forget that we're supposed to be in love

I like Magazine because they're one of those bands where you can really hear the transition from punk to postpunk. Howard Devoto split from the Buzzcocks for the usual reasons having to do with ambition and outgrowing forms that limit. He started Magazine because bleak music has exciting possibilities, and also because synthesizers are fun. I know certain bands tend to suck the air out of the discussion, and though Magazine is rightfully not as celebrated as the Joy Divisions of the world, their debut Real Life is still pretty dynamite.

This is one the least rock n' roll-ish numbers on it, and it nails the artful chilliness of that whole aesthetic. The lyrics especially show an impressive leap from songs like "Ever Fallen In Love" that are hard to sing into your 30s. Rainy day saxophones, meanwhile, never get old.

Magazine - Parade