It's time to admit it — I like Broken Social Scene.

We've all been there. You get the recommendation, and you ignore it.

But although we've all been there, I must admit I am the king of ignoring recommendations. It's one of my greatest faults. Let's look at the list of recommendations I initially ignored (even derided on occasion) but eventually realized I loved to death:

• Aphex Twin
• Anthology of American Folk Music
  
• Black Star
• Duke Ellington's Money Jungle

Each of these I mark as some of my favorite music. Hell, I count "Money Jungle" on my top 20 albums of all time. Because that track "Fleurette Africaine" is the musical equivalent of falling raindrops. For serious.

So it is with great humility that I must confess, after years of my youngest of brothers pushing it on me, I think Broken Social Scene's "You Forgot It In People" is really damn good. Really, really damn good.

It came out in 2003, so it's only taken me five years to figure out what Pitchfork Media figured out immediately. (they gave it a 9.3 out of 10)

In the last week, this has become my Come-Home-After-Work-And-Relax album. It's my I'm-On-Deadline-Please-Don't-Distract-Me album. It's my Driving-To-Renton-To-See-My-Wife album. It's on pretty consistent rotation. (At this very moment, it's my Awwww-My-iPod-Is-Dead-Now-What-Am-I-Supposed-To-Do? album)

Why? Because it's this beautiful sonic hybrid of everything I love about Yo La Tengo's Electr-o-pura and Modest Mouse's (now out of print, and running about $50 on Amazon for used copies, suckas!) Interstate 8 all rolled into one. Sonically experimental, harmonically good to the ear, each instrument sharing as strong and forward a role as the lead vocals (definitely see the Yo La Tengo for more of that brilliance).

It certainly helps that the electronics-meets-banjo breakaway hit (which KEXP played the hell out of) "Anthems For A Seventeen Year Old Girl" hits right in the middle, right at the moment you're in the mood to start singing "Park that car, drop that phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me."

So there ya go Ben, you win this time... You may now, and for one week only, rub it in my face that I used to mock you incessantly for your music taste. (In my defense, I think even you realize now that Fuel and Blink 182 really suck.)