44: Television’s Marquee Moon (1977)

So you’re my friend, right? And we’re hanging out and I’m talking about Malkmus, and you’re fine with that because I can tend to do that, but what you’re surprised by is my on-going semi-thesis on how this one album is probably more responsible for everything I loved about Pavement than anything else in the world, and that’s saying a lot because I consider Malkmus to be quite the genius, and totally capable of creating masterwork after masterwork without the influence of anyone else. Yet, my Pavement attachment aside, no one can deny Marquee Moon of its place in history, and Tom Verlaine is my boyfriend when we’re all dead and hanging out in heaven.

Television: “Prove It” (mp3)