Confession time: I’ve never really listened to The Cure. Perhaps I should start, if only because of people’s incredulity at my disinterest. If I can get past the way that the group has become a shorthand symbol for mopey goth culture. It’s kind of cartoonish and absurd and it’s difficult to take them seriously. So maybe learning to look past the image could be a project for me. This song I got into because I stumbled across it on somebody’s television a long time ago, not knowing who it was. I must admit that it has a sort of morose grandeur that appeals to me. I only hope that I’m not too old. Being a Cure fan strikes me as one of those pastimes that’s way more involving when there’s adolescent angst raging inside your brain. But I guess that’s what I have to find out.