"Obsessed" is not the right word, but I keep listening to songs from, or occasionally both albums of The Wall.
I feel like The Wall has been a part of my life for a long time even if I didn't exactly know it. I remember singing along to "Another Brick in The Wall" on the radio and getting "in trouble" from my parents. I don't exactly know why or what they said but I think they didn't appreciate that the song put down teachers or education or something and so I remember something like being told we didn't like that song or something.
Or maybe not, children's memories not always being 100% accurate, but I do remember hearing it on the radio that sat behind the couch in the family room.
Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of The Moon" is one of the first CDs I owned (even if by "owning" it, I mean taking it from my brother's room and never quite giving it back..like...ever) and I suppose I've always connected with their music, even before I knew it had semi-cult status.
I'm sure I heard random songs from The Wall before I heard/watched The Wall in its entirety, after all, haven't we all sung "Comfortably Numb" at a house party or at the beach with a single guitar in front of a bonfire?
So I'll find myself singing a phrase from a song and realize it's from The Wall and I'll go and give that song a listen (or a watch) and I'll often realize there are many of the songs (most?) from the albums I can sing word for word.
I've started to have an urge to analyze The Wall from all sorts of perspectives to find all the ways it means something to me. Or to find what I think they meant by it and how I interpreted that meaning and, well, anyway... the point is, I've been listening to the Wall a lot lately. It's pretty damn magnificent.