I was 11. It was the first CD I ever bought. Bullet was devastating Muchmusic with the mood of emptiness, lathargy, hope, isolation, and bondage that I was feeling. “An Ode to No one” without the fuck you on the album back cover got it past my Mom’s censorship. An album of greaty beauty immediately fast forward to “here is no why”, “bullet”, and “to forgive”. No time to listen to it in its entirety until Friday… Cue Robert Smith..