Wednesday, February 01, 2006
chris 45-41
qualler and i love these songs almost as much as these commoners love each other (sooo much!!!):
45 "the soundless dawn came alive as cities began to mark the horizon."
red sparowes.
at the soundless dawn.
[neurot].
moment @ 3:11
i never knew the sound of a xylophone could foreshadow impending doom so well. glittery melodies brush away the sand from our eyes and we stretch and prepare ourselves for consciousness. as soon as we realize the life we've woken up to, the lead guitars sound like they're fighting against what we now know as the wreckage of morning that falls down so violently on us every 24 hours. whoa. epic.
44 "these re-occuring nightmares."
my project: blue.
ep.
[boompa].
"it's okay because we've fallen from our minds."
clap your hands say yeah are pretty good, but hopefully after they get over themselves, they'll end up sounding like my project: blue. or maybe if matt sharp ever got over all those girls, the new rentals album will sound kind of like this. but enough what ifs, the fact is that this is the best happy indie music in existence today. he's obviously torn apart over some girl just like the rest, but the difference is that the hand claps, doo-doos, spacey keys, psyche-out anti-guitar solo and shout-along outro give us the distinction between emotion and reality that we all need to learn.
43 "what else is there?"
royksopp.
the understanding.
[astralwerks].
"we cover distance but not together."
is she speaking english? can't wait to hear the new THE KNIFE cd, because i will again get to hear karen dreijer's sweet warbled-with-an-attitude voice. i don't know about you, but whenever i'm driving late at night on a foggy road in the middle of nowhere, i wish i would literally see a ghost from my past. royksopp pays attention to their shit too, because the beat is driving and the atmospherics are muddled and if you're wearing headphones and wade through the minimalistic epilogue, you'll hear the ghost!!! listen closely!!!
42 "the boat room."
mice parade.
bem-vinda vontade.
[bubblecore].
"the better one is the one who can breathe."
two songs in a row featuring sexy female vocals? who am i, p. arty? how this song sounds is how i wished corpse bride would have been. a warm yet pale duet between two parties distanced by death, but brought together through memory and music. the colorless guitar is the fading heartbeat, the cinematic looping xylophone riff is the sound of a neverending flashback. guest vocalist kristin anna valtysdsttir of mum is the voice in the dark corner of your windy bedroom. listen to her (and you will) and you will drown in your creation (and you should).
41 "the purple bottle."
animal collective.
feels.
[fatcat].
"sometimes i'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know."
drugs blah blah pot hazy blah stoned yeah blah. fuck that. this song is about JUMPING. do you HEAR that floor tom? if gummi bears were still on the air, i would demand that this be their new theme song, because you KNOW that it's gummiberry juice in the purple bottle. it's GOT to be. i'm jumpin' all over my apartment just LISTENING to this, much less consuming the contents of which panda and avey describe lyrically. and metaphorical jumping around? FUCK yeah i'm experiencing that shit too.
¶ posted by chris at 8:23 PM
45 "the soundless dawn came alive as cities began to mark the horizon."
red sparowes.
at the soundless dawn.
[neurot].
moment @ 3:11
i never knew the sound of a xylophone could foreshadow impending doom so well. glittery melodies brush away the sand from our eyes and we stretch and prepare ourselves for consciousness. as soon as we realize the life we've woken up to, the lead guitars sound like they're fighting against what we now know as the wreckage of morning that falls down so violently on us every 24 hours. whoa. epic.
44 "these re-occuring nightmares."
my project: blue.
ep.
[boompa].
"it's okay because we've fallen from our minds."
clap your hands say yeah are pretty good, but hopefully after they get over themselves, they'll end up sounding like my project: blue. or maybe if matt sharp ever got over all those girls, the new rentals album will sound kind of like this. but enough what ifs, the fact is that this is the best happy indie music in existence today. he's obviously torn apart over some girl just like the rest, but the difference is that the hand claps, doo-doos, spacey keys, psyche-out anti-guitar solo and shout-along outro give us the distinction between emotion and reality that we all need to learn.
43 "what else is there?"
royksopp.
the understanding.
[astralwerks].
"we cover distance but not together."
is she speaking english? can't wait to hear the new THE KNIFE cd, because i will again get to hear karen dreijer's sweet warbled-with-an-attitude voice. i don't know about you, but whenever i'm driving late at night on a foggy road in the middle of nowhere, i wish i would literally see a ghost from my past. royksopp pays attention to their shit too, because the beat is driving and the atmospherics are muddled and if you're wearing headphones and wade through the minimalistic epilogue, you'll hear the ghost!!! listen closely!!!
42 "the boat room."
mice parade.
bem-vinda vontade.
[bubblecore].
"the better one is the one who can breathe."
two songs in a row featuring sexy female vocals? who am i, p. arty? how this song sounds is how i wished corpse bride would have been. a warm yet pale duet between two parties distanced by death, but brought together through memory and music. the colorless guitar is the fading heartbeat, the cinematic looping xylophone riff is the sound of a neverending flashback. guest vocalist kristin anna valtysdsttir of mum is the voice in the dark corner of your windy bedroom. listen to her (and you will) and you will drown in your creation (and you should).
41 "the purple bottle."
animal collective.
feels.
[fatcat].
"sometimes i'm talkative and sometimes you're not talkative i know."
drugs blah blah pot hazy blah stoned yeah blah. fuck that. this song is about JUMPING. do you HEAR that floor tom? if gummi bears were still on the air, i would demand that this be their new theme song, because you KNOW that it's gummiberry juice in the purple bottle. it's GOT to be. i'm jumpin' all over my apartment just LISTENING to this, much less consuming the contents of which panda and avey describe lyrically. and metaphorical jumping around? FUCK yeah i'm experiencing that shit too.
¶ posted by chris at 8:23 PM
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Oh man our lists nearly COLLIDED there. I wonder what happens when they do -- do all the lists in the world implode upon each other? Do lists everywhere burn to crisp? WHAT HAPPENS?! I hope the world never finds out.
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