I have enjoyed Incubus since before Morning View, I say that because I heard their songs on the radio but didn't know at the time what song was in which album, but Morning View was the first one that I got. At the time, I was a bit bummed because I was hoping for some of the other songs I had heard to be on that album, but I managed to record, on a cassette tape, "Pardon Me" (of which I may have worn the damn thing out because I cannot find the whereabouts of that tape). Anyway, I remember, especially, listening to Morning View just before I entered my freshman year in college with a friend I made at a two week intensive "math camp." During our down time, it was all Incubus. But as far as that goes...well, that was as far as it went; college led to a bubble in which I remained enveloped for five years.
One day, about a year after graduating, I was sitting in an empty room of our new house going through a bout of depression, though at the time unaware that I was depressed, I just assumed it was a temporary funk...which was lasting a year. I felt like listening to some chilled-out music, and I recalled an album I had with a scenic view of the ocean, and thought it might be nice to transport myself there. So I played the album..."Oh my god, when was the last time...?" and I played it again...and then unfolded the cover to examine the lyrics..."Holy....what the hell...where have I...been..."
Shortly after, I bought Make Yourself and Light Grenades, and did a follow up trip to get A Crow Left of the Murder (I think that was the order). I refrained from SCIENCE for a few months longer because I thought I might be going slightly mad.
But that was just the impact they had on me, though it was not insanity, rather, a bringing To sanity best described by moments where I'd be consumed in thought, and realizing that words I thought I was formulating on my own were actually playing from the speakers (I should have known, I'm not that articulate).
So maybe I love them because I am some kind of secret narcissist?
Whether that is true or not, I know I really enjoy Incubus because their music has a tendency to mirror whichever phase of life I am in at the moment; through their sound I find my own truth reflected, though far better than I could express myself.