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This is one of the few and only lovestories in my life.

Back in late 2000 I got a tape copy of LBS (yes, tape, back in 2000 copying CDs was rather uncommon) from a very dear friend of mine (the godfather of my sister).
It was a c-90 tape and to the full album of LBS were some selected bonus tracks from elder PT releases added by him (namely: Even Less, Synesthesia and Radioactive Toy).
He told me to listen to it for this was a band's newest album he would like to take me to in a few weeks.
It totally blew my mind and I almost couldn't bare the emotional tension of Russia On Ice, so I had listen to this song in a few sittings the first few times (!).
The very first time I was listening to the album late at night and half asleep on my walkman which gave the whole thing a very angelic and gothic feeling.
On Russia On Ice I had to turn off the thing and jump around the room for it was too much for me.
The few weeks until we got to the show there was literally NOTHING else in my life than this PT tape. Nothing.
I remember the show in a small location which rather looked like a stretched bar than a hall.
There maybe were 150-200 people and the atmosphere was very familiar.
The show was even more impressing than the album, I don't remember every tune for I wasn't familiar with anything besides LBS and some older tracks but I think they played an extended version of Even Less, Russia On Ice of course and Stop Swimming (with SW announcing it as "The tune closest to prematurely death he has written, yet").
After the show, my friend would walk up to SW (who surprisingly came down the stage after the show, after they had packed their instruments and when their maybe were 50 fans left) and talk to him.
I was like "Oh my god, this is a common man that brings up this genious music!".
SW talked a little about the concept of LBS (it was a sort of a divorce album for him and should illustrate the different stages of a relationship's break) and he said something like "being happy this isn't an old-farts thing only!" with an amused look at me (I was 15 years old then, had long hair down to my ass and must have looked like
one of those 
).
This night, especially the meeting with SW and the weeks with the LBS tape before it changed the whole way I looked at music instantly.
Afterwards, PT would become a sort of backwards thing for me. While I wasn't too happy with neither In Absentia nor Deadwing, I totally digged their back catalouge and started to worship it instead.
I would visit them three more times in 2003, 2007 and 2009 (leaving out the Deadwing era show for some reason).
Uff...back to the album.
Besides my emotional and nostalgic feelings and it's significance in my life, this is a masterpiece by any means.
There isn't a single weak spot top find. Every tune is a hit and works in the context.
The way everything climaxes in Russia On Ice is awe-inspiring, all of the lyrics have depth and the music is pure balm to your soul.
The best cure for a heartbreak; it literally saved my life and even inspired me to include Russia On Ice as the music the listen to in the finale of one of my romantic novels (some quotes from the lyrics included).
LBS somehow manages to sum up everything PT was until 2000 without being neither too trippy (Sky Moves SW) nor too 101 (Stupid Dream).
This is the most underrated album I have ever listened to and, hands down, the best and most important British rock album released since Joy Divison's Closer in 1980.
It should have it's place in music history that it deserves, rather than still being an insider tip to PT fans.
Words can't describe the love I feel for this piece of art and though there are other PT albums that feel to be on one level with LBS, this one gets the pie for my favourite album by them for all the teenage memories.
A masterpiece.
11/10