Freeloader, by Throwing Muses

That day, me and my friend Luis Antonio had skipped classes just for the sake of it. Whenever we skipped classes we either ended up at his place, pretty drunk and playing (Luis in the drums, me playing some crazy chords on my guitar), or we ended at Tower, watching records and flicks we wouldn't buy for lack of money.
Luis was a gifted drummer, but he had little idea about music. That day he had some cash and bought some Marilyn Manson record. When he was paying, he was given a CD that read on its cover: RYKODISC SAMPLER. When we were leaving the store, heading to his place, he told me: "I don't know any of the bands here, if you want it you can have it". I knew few bands, one of them being Morphine. Other performers included were Frank Zappa (I knew him), John Cale (I didn't know him back then), Oranj Symphonette, Golden Smog, Bob Mould, Alejandro Escovedo. When we arrived to his place, he wouldn't let me play the CD, and he obviously played the Marilyn Manson one. I left him listening to the Reverend, and I headed home. As soon as I arrived I played it. Track one was Morphine's "Super Sex". I liked it. Track two was Throwing Muses' "Freeloader". I didn't need to listen anything else contained in the sampler. From there I fell in love with Kristin Hersh, from there I began to track every single Muses' release.
Eight years have passed since that epiphany, and to this day I still keep the sampler. Throwing Muses was definitely one of the bands that have changed my way of listening to pop music, one of the very few bands that really made something move inside me, and this song tells me so much I don't even know where to begin.