Sometime during college, I developed this obsession with Coil that prompted me to spend a hell of a lot of time and money tracking down various releases. I had to quit cold turkey before I could secure a vinyl copy of Love's Secret Domain, my favorite album from the revolving group of musicians led by John Balance and Peter Christopherson.

Coil "Love's Secret Domain"
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This is the album's title track. Released in 1991, Love's Secret Domain was perhaps the closest Coil ever got to being considered a dance group. It's not so much a dance album as it is heavily influenced by acid house, but twisting around those influences to create something that probably, in turn, influenced the Warp Records crew shortly thereafter. This song was a major hit at the goth clubs that I used to frequent (and DJ) thanks to Jason, who not only trained me as a DJ but turned me into a Coil fan.
During my junior year of college, I took this class on metaphor in literature and somehow ended up analyzing this song, which turned out to be grade A work on account of the fact that it involved not only analysis of of metaphor, but also an analysis of literary allusions (William Blake "The Sick Rose"). Thank you, Coil!
Now that you have heard this song, I urge you to go here, where you can purchase digital copies of the long out-of-print album. You will thank me for it.

Coil "The Anal Staircase"
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In the midst of the Coil obsession, I once screamed in the midst of a Mar Vista record store when I found a copy of this 12", limited to 1000 copies. I found this at right around the same time that I located a copy of the "Panic/Tainted Love" 12" (which I probably should try to post sometime soon as it's that good), so I was in this state of euphoria that only serious record shoppers can understand. I ran up to the KXLU studio practically hysterical and tried to explain to my friends why "The Anal Staircase" was a true find. The one who later became a hot-shot DJ looked at the copy and doubled over in laughter.

"Oh my God, it's a cat's anus!"

So, the staircase on the cover of the album is, presumably, a medical-type close up of a rectum. When you're in college, something like this turns a great record into the most important piece of vinyl you could ever hope to hold, if only so that you can start cracking jokes about feline rectums anytime you hear it.