portishead jane still reminds me of when i was fifteen, i was in love with a taboo who gave me my first portishead, first pixies, some surrealistic pillow. i would float through the halls of my catholic high school, 15 or so, i think i was blond then, hood up, headphones on, thinking i was the only other person in the world who'd heard the self-titled one. it wasn't far from the truth. not so much later in life, when women caught more of my fancy, i went to her house in san francisco. i was torn between the sexes, densely so, for a matter of hours. i stayed with her and we listened to dummy and she laid behind me and we kissed and it was so strange to me, i was so scared of how i felt at the time... and when i woke she had left me alone, and i still think of her when i hear that album, and wonder if she knows she was one of the firsts. 081216 ... rt live at roseland is one of the best trip hop records of all time. 100916 what's it to you? who go blather from