I've gone on record as saying that the acoustic Hello Time Bomb on In a Coma didn't really do it for me. But tonight I was standing in the kitchen listening to cd2 when Hello Time Bomb started playing. It was as if I hadn't heard it before. I stopped wiping the counter and just stood there transfixed. My arms became leaden, I couldn't move but just had to let the voice and the raw guitar strings and the ambient sounds pour over me and through me.
And then the cd started to skip. And the cd player in the kitchen never skips. I was so freaked out I turned it off. I'm afraid to touch it. I think it's possessed.