I read “Love is a Mixtape” three years ago and fell in love with a nerdy guy old enough to be my dad. In all fairness, I fell in love with the younger version of him immortalized in his own writing.
Rob Sheffield writes about music, and exactly what it can mean to the people that take it seriously without actually having the capacity to make it. He writes of music lovingly and honestly. His vision of the world as filtered through the music that the he thrives upon is sweet and sometimes achingly sad.
“Talking to Girls About Duran Duran” is about growing up with no discernible talent aside from the ability to put strange thoughts and ideas compellingly to paper. I understand this. I also understand the problem with meeting boys (girls) and the struggle to not live life vicariously through pop music. I do not understand Duran Duran. Yet.
The way that Rob Sheffield writes about music is beyond affecting. Even when describing his possibly inexplicable love for a one-hit wonder called Haysi Fantayzee, I felt compelled to look them up and listen to their awful music (I did.)
When he finally gets to the end of his 80s saga of longing and listening, we meet the woman that occupied almost all of his first book. It’s worth reading the entire delight of a book to reach the end where he expresses the burgeoning feelings of finally having a girl that likes him back through early 90s lady rap. It’s a surprise to read him write about the woman he loves now through the sound of Duran Duran.