I’m a music purist (and have accepted the word snob). Nine times out of ten, I prefer the original version of a song to the multitude of covers that can come out over years and years. I mean how can someone say you’ll love such and such’s version over Judy Garland’s or whoshewhatsis’s version over the person who wrote and originally sang the song? But there are times when a cover is more powerful than the original.
I wish I could explain but hearing a song that gives you fuckin chills and you’re wondering how you ever existed without playing the damn song into the ground and you find out its a cover and you rush to the original because you’re a purist (snob) and you’re all like “hell naw son, naw this cant be” and you cradle the cover version and whisper that you will never love the original like you love it.