I’ve kind of been internalizing alot recently, which means all my friends think I’m a dick, when really all I want to do is listen to music by myself. Yeah, you know the word. There are a few songs that are particularly sticking out right now, all of which are relatively new to me. Ahhh who am I kidding, I’m bored at work and needed a reason to post. YES I’M CRANKY SOBER!

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This song reminds me of everything I wanted to listen to back in the mid-90s. It just sounds…old. Maybe it’s the quality of the MP3 or something, but it’s a total trip in the way-back machine. Plus–“Here Comes the Night?” Totally anthem. And totally dark. But it’s the 4:20 (hee hee) mark that really kicks the song into another gear…the bass tumbles into the riff it has been teasing for the whole song and everything just goes to another level. SHUTUP! I’m listening to this song!

Lyrics–I know what Dan Bejar is saying but I have no idea what he is saying.

All the skies opened up and now they’re mentioning your name
In connection with a drowning when you’re just saying: “Ah, let it come down!”

So you stole that Schwinn to ride into the Winner’s Circle of the Sun
Now Mile-End is claiming:”You’re one of those!
Take off those clothes! You’re one of them!”
But you won’t!

I couldn’t turn around, I couldn’t wrap my head around it
Best to forget that things change. Hanging outside in the rain is OK.
I walked into the festival. Did these cacophonies please you?
(They please me too)
Back when we still had our sight
But don’t look now, people… Here comes the night! Here comes the night!

I heard those traps you’ve been living off of and on have come undone
I heard you only poach to save your children. Well save it…
‘Cause a real thief! thief! thief! thief! thief! thief! thieves!

I couldn’t turn around, or phrase it as a question
‘Cause when it comes to that prize a temple your size was too big
I walked into Festival (I know you know The Festival)
of Symphonies pleased you…(They pleased me too)
Back when we still had our sight
But don’t look now, Angel…
Here comes the night! Here comes the night!

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Talk about stumbling onto a gem. Heard this on WOXY and it was lust at first sound. Initially (after the somewhat curiously placed drum intro) it sounds like a shnazzed up version of Broken Social Scene’s “Swimmers” because they both use the same rhythm, but it quickly turns into a countryside stroll. Soon to appear on every single mix tape I make in the near future. SHUTUP! I’m listening to this song!

Lyrics–By ear, so they’re probably VERY wrong

Don’t carry on
Don’t count me out
We’re buried beneath the winter frames
And then all gone

Then it rained for an hour
Caused the shift in power
The next one sticks and stones
and then all gone

Nobody knows who you are
And I want to see it again

If you always get up late
You’re never gonna be on time
If you always get up late
You’re never gonna be on time
(ok – that’s “Swimmers” but still, it’d make a great mash-up)

Akron/Family – Gone Beyond
akron1marq.jpgAnother tune I can’t get enough of at the moment is the leaked song from Akron/Family’s upcoming album, Meek Warrior. It’s pretty much everything I hoped it would be–just a taste of what’s coming up. A simple campfire song that shows off the band’s ability to throw layer upon layer a groove, culminating in their trademark four-person harmonies. I’m still unconvinced that all these guys can sing, when put together it’s unlike anything else I’ve heard. Dammit! SHUTUP I SAID! I’m listening to this song!

Lyrics–again from ear but you’d have to be really tripping your balls off to not know them

Gone, gone, gone beyond
Gone completely beyond.

And so am I.



Talk about late to the party. Only I’ve been invited to this party so many times. If I had a mailbox instead of a litterbox, it would be overflowing with invitations, confetti, party hats, orange soda, and those furry mice stuffed with catnip, all with the words “Hey! Come to Destroyer’s party! You’ll love it, we’ll have fun, it’ll be a gay old time!” At least I think it would…I’ve never actually been to a party.

(cue tiny violin)

But I finally made it to this party…the aural super-bash known as Destroyer’s Rubies…after several chances to join. I know it only came out in February, but give me a break–February is so short. It’s only 196 days long (cat days, people).


But I should have been listening a long time ago because a) the guy, Dan Bejar, is a fucking maniac, and I love maniacs, and b) he’s part of the New Pornographers (Susie – where is our Pornos post, hmmm?). He’s the one that sounds like he just snorted a Pixy Stix made of sugar, MDMA, and peyote.

I’ve tried to pin down who or what his voice sounds like but I haven’t yet been able to–other than someone who just snorted a Pixy Stix tube full of sugar, MDMA, and peyote, of course. If you have any ideas, post a comment.

Click. Buy. In that order.

The ten-track LP just flows from beginning to end, moreso than other releases this year. There are stand-out tracks, like the catchier-than-fleas “Painter in Your Pocket,” but it’s the genius of others, like the sounds-like-a-modern-day-Elton-John-on-amyl-nitrate-and-helium sound of “Your Blood” and the nice-day-for-a-stroll-in-the-park–buck-naked feel of “Watercolours Into the Ocean” that glue the record extra-tight from front to back. No filler here–simply outstanding.

Destroyer – Your Blood
Destroyer – Watercolours Into the Ocean
Destroyer – Painter in Your Pocket

There’s also a very pleasant live set on Radio 3 all the way from the magical land of Canadia.