When I was seventeen, my ears were exposed to the smooth, sexy sounds of trip hop. Somewhere in that time, Zero 7’s album ‘Simple Things’ had become, and still remains to be, one of my favourite albums from start to finish. In the twelfth grade, I got my hands on a physical copy of the album and I remember my good pal Ani freaking out because he claimed that it was so hard to find.
A bit later, my friend Sean and I chipped in and bought him a copy of it. Every time I see a used copy of it in stores, I think of Ani fondly.