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I hereby revise whatever Best Albums of 2007 List I didn't have to include this album. Yes, it's weird. But in a way I find perfectly endearing, and it's not as clangy as Sunset Rubdown (which sits in the same sort of endearing but weird category for me). Also, it's just come to my attention that these bands contain the same people.
Okay, Canada, I love you and your music to death, but the whole indie swingers party orgy you've got going on up there kind of hurts my brain sometimes, to the point I can never be sure of exactly who I'm listening to. Just when I thought I'd gotten the hang of which bands were side projects of others, and which members of which supergroup went where, you screw me up again. I can never win. I can't even berate bands for sounding similar because, more often than not, they're Tom, George, and Eunice's artier/noisier/lofi-ier side project made up of George, Eunice, Tom, and an antique cowbell they found slung over a power line in Edmonton like a single lost shoe one summer. It does make me feel more justified in laughing at whoever it was in the last.fm shoutbox complaining about how Wolf Parade stole their sound from Frog Eyes, though. But, I mean, you'd never find Sufjan Stevens playing with the Decemberists on some kind of bombastic anti-war celebration of the states sea shanty album.
Okay, U.S. indie artists, I love you too, but you need to love each other more. There should be more musical orgies. Where are the bombastic anti-war celebration of the states sea shanty albums?
Incidentally, now that I've mentioned Sunset Rubdown all those sentences ago... I've been thinking of the phrase "Snake's got a leg" all day. It's just lodged itself in my head and won't go. It's ominous. It's... I mean, boiled down to mythology, it's Snake, the evil slithering devil's mouthpiece, and suddenly contrary to the punishment brought down on him, he's got a leg. It doesn't matter that it's just one leg, it's proof that he's broken outside of his limitations. Snake can do anything. And that's scary. And oh, I want to write something that'd portray this properly. Someday, someday.
Okay, Canada, I love you and your music to death, but the whole indie swingers party orgy you've got going on up there kind of hurts my brain sometimes, to the point I can never be sure of exactly who I'm listening to. Just when I thought I'd gotten the hang of which bands were side projects of others, and which members of which supergroup went where, you screw me up again. I can never win. I can't even berate bands for sounding similar because, more often than not, they're Tom, George, and Eunice's artier/noisier/lofi-ier side project made up of George, Eunice, Tom, and an antique cowbell they found slung over a power line in Edmonton like a single lost shoe one summer. It does make me feel more justified in laughing at whoever it was in the last.fm shoutbox complaining about how Wolf Parade stole their sound from Frog Eyes, though. But, I mean, you'd never find Sufjan Stevens playing with the Decemberists on some kind of bombastic anti-war celebration of the states sea shanty album.
Okay, U.S. indie artists, I love you too, but you need to love each other more. There should be more musical orgies. Where are the bombastic anti-war celebration of the states sea shanty albums?
Incidentally, now that I've mentioned Sunset Rubdown all those sentences ago... I've been thinking of the phrase "Snake's got a leg" all day. It's just lodged itself in my head and won't go. It's ominous. It's... I mean, boiled down to mythology, it's Snake, the evil slithering devil's mouthpiece, and suddenly contrary to the punishment brought down on him, he's got a leg. It doesn't matter that it's just one leg, it's proof that he's broken outside of his limitations. Snake can do anything. And that's scary. And oh, I want to write something that'd portray this properly. Someday, someday.
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and you wonder why you saw "buttsex"! ;-)
also, omgosh, the thought of sufjan teaming with the decemberists for a bombastic anti-war celebration of the states sea shanty album made me a little turned on. make that a lot turned on. in the musically hot way.
also, this entry made me laugh and it sounds to me like perhaps you are getting your writing muse back? write about the snake and the leg! do it!
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Lol, I know. I think we should write them a letter and find a way to make sure that happens. Because... yeah. Either that, or I'm going to have to start hanging random percussion instruments from telephone lines here in the hopes that someone finds them and is inspired.
^_^ The muse is teasing me lately. It's like, right on the edge of coming back, but every few days there will be something else that feels like an utter disaster and scares it off. But it keeps coming back again... maybe that persistence means something.