I have no idea how I stumbled upon K’s Choice, but fact is that their songs float to the surface when I think of my last year before I came to the UK.
There's a huge pile of memories sitting untouched. Somewhere in that pile is 2003, and I know if I don't tiptoe carefully to avoid upsetting the pile, intense details will come flooding back. Even so, what rushes towards me is a relentless summer sun and the year's soundtrack, which mostly consisted of Nick Cave, and for some random reason, K’s Choice. I see myself walking among university buildings that rise like the wrecks of huge concrete ships from the bottom of the sea. I felt similarly submerged, but coming up for air at last.
Maybe K's Choice was my Emotional Support Band that year. I absolutely loved Sam Betten’s smoky voice. I didn’t know they had toured with the Indigo Girls and Alanis Morrissette, and didn’t know of their cameo performance in Buffy The Vampire Slayer. At least 3 of their albums, however, were living on my iPod… that weird Otherworld were Pink was comfortable right next to Schoenberg, that private world that got me through my days.