The Short List

Thought I'd make a mention of the new music I've been listening to lately...since... that's the purpose of this little blog. On recommendations from a few musical friends, here's the quick list:

1. Bon Iver, For Emma Forever Ago- I Should have written about this a while ago when I first started listening to it. It has been oxygen for me for a while now. It just hits the right heart strings. It is still heavy in the rotation and if you're lucky enough to have tickets to the sold out show this week, I hate you a little bit.

2. MGMT, Oracular Spectacular- I just got this yesterday and I'm already on listen #4. Think Flaming Lips meets The Talking Heads meets David Bowie's optimistic side. 5 hours into an ecstasy trip. (That about sums it up for me...) It's happy music, but not in an annoying way.

3. She & Him, Volume One- I'm pretty sure I like this music. It's a little poppy, but it has enough twang to get away with it. And Zooey Deschanel is cool enough to pull it off.

That is all. Now taking recommendations.

(music will save your life every time)

SotD: Disappointed, by The Frames

Glen Hansard is beautiful. He wears all of his emotions right on his face. He's like a mirror for anyone who's ever been broken-hearted. This video isn't all that interesting, but the song is great and he's great to watch. So, here you go:




The future takes us where it leads
Our heads just go beneath the waves
Time tells all and we obey
But how can I be mad at you
You did what you did
And you followed through
You were the one who always said
'Forget it and move on'

But I'm not sad, I'm just disappointed
And I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed

Well the years they get on top of you
The working load it tallied up
And you went down
Beneath it all like anybody would
And I'm just ambling on in this town
I can't get out and it drags me down
And these words don't really fit what I'm feeling now

But I'm not sad, I'm just disappointed
And I'm not mad, I'm just disappointed

And you're not lost, you're just misdirected
And we're not going, oh nowhere

SotD: Ode to Divorce, by Regina Spektor

After seeing my last post, I realized I needed an update. Here's the song of the day. See it:



The food that I'm eating
Is suddenly tasteless
I know I'm alone now
I know what it tastes like
So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
Like you might make a dollar
I'm inside your mouth now
Behind your tonsils
Peeking over your molars
You're talking to her now
And you've eaten something minty
And you're making that face that I like
And you're going in, in for the kill, kill
For the killer kiss, kiss for the kiss, kiss

I need your money, it'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
I need your money, it'll help me
I need your car and I need your love
So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?

So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
You might make a dollar
Dollar, might make a dollar

So won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out?
Won't you help a brother out, out, out, out, out?

So break me to small parts
Let go in small doses
But spare some for spare parts
There might be some good ones
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones
(You might make a dollar)
You might make a dollar
(There might be some good ones)
There might be some good ones

I thought I would be on the other side of that song. Irony is so fucking funny.