Put this on once, at the home of a guy I was seeing. I was instructed to choose a record and I spent a good amount of time picking something ~cool~ from his collection.
I was excited- for the first time, a guy was making me dinner. (No, the bowls of sauceless spaghetti from previous years didn’t count.)
I placed the needle down and turned to smile at him. He said nothing, and the silence continued.
It was probably an aggressive choice in retrospect, and looking back I hold no ill will anymore.
What I do not ever want to feel again, though, is the weight of this song in a room that only one person really wants to be in.