Music related news falls into seasonal trends almost as consistently as sports. During the summertime, news of festival performers, reunion tours, and pop-hook driven, hand-clap laden albums floods the Internet headquarters (otherwise known as your computer). As leaves begin to shade themselves like a paint-by-numbers, evergreen trees remain the same colour, and college-bound douche-bags whip out their acoustic guitars, we tend to get wordof folk-inspired Americana, of Dylan Thomas sweaters and ruffled hair, coupled with some minor chords and an amateur harmonica player. Besides those that continually break this seasonal mould, who may be just as monotonous as those who don't, we generally know what to expect of the blogosphere each season, and therefore, we have started to draw unnecessary comparisons between what an album/song sounds like, and the time of it's release. There is, thankfully, a time between. As I suffer from an obsession with all things delicately placed between A & B (I'd like to think of them as infinity!), it seems that many of my favourite artists do as well. So, while the music world takes it's much needed, but never heeded. break from the cavalcade of early September releases, andthe hectic releases that occur between Octoberand early December, those of us who aren't held by the great metaphysical cinder block that is high school (or who just don't do their homework) rejoice! Like hibernating bears, or just really strategic fat kids, we have hoarded our music like food. Alas! The time has come for us to lift up our fictitious paws/the loose floorboard near the closet and reveal the berries/Snicker's bars that we've been caressing all summer long. Enjoy yourselves!
Apparently, Geography class has lied to us all regarding the reason why there are mountains! It's a good thing none of us paid attention to that lesson.
In the depths of a foreign exotic land (known to the locals as Staten Island, New York), a group of brave and thoughtful young men decided to do what brave and thoughtful young men (usually with the accompaniment of a cute Asian keyboardist) do best: start a band. And start they did! The brain child of guitarist/voxman Joseph "Ferocious" D'Agostino and drummer Matthew Miller is called Cymbals Eat Guitars. I'm almost positive that I've ranted and raved about these men on the internet, but after finally hearing their self released debut, Why There Are Mountains, they have cemented themselves with superglue into my best new artists of the year list. Honed chops definitely peak through on this near-perfect album, mixing beautifully distorted guitar riffs with the most... fun? screaming verse that I have ever heard. Listen below!
My Girls! My Boys? My gender-confused song titles?!
Imagine yourself as a burgeoning hipster in the year 2006, and your current musical obsession is a little Swedish group known as Peter, Bjorn and John. Now, imagine your shock, and utter dismay, at the fact that their hit single "Young Folks" because just that... a hit single. After completely detaching yourself from this newly dubbed "mainstream" piece of pop perfection, as well as rushing to purchase the new Jens Lekman album, you never did bother to learn whose charming, slightly lisp-afflicted, female voice that was singing on that song, did you? The name of this delightful young songstress is Victoria Bergsman (under the guise Taken By Trees), former lead singer of The Concretes. But, dear reader, how can you keep listening to her amazing music while still keeping up your pretentious front? Wait, what's that? She's covered Animal Collective on her new album? No fucking way!
Relevant news of the universe... the Campbell's Condensed version!
- Pavement Reunite! Kid's with thick rimmed glasses shit their tight jeans!
- Weezer is releasing a new album that will most likely sound like Make Believe!
- Kanye West remains hilarious!
- Andrew Bird and St. Vincent embark on a megatron tour!
- So many fucking albums are released that I feel I must bring everyone up to speed with tomorrow's post!
- One of these albums is the highly anticipated Vampire Weekend album, which will probably still sound like the first Vampire Weekend album.
Until tomorrow?!
If Kanye can steal the mic can Taylor actually be called Swift?
ReplyDeleteIn order for that joke to be funny, it'd have to never exist ;)
ReplyDeleteNot if they see this first.
ReplyDeleteJoseph, for the record, I thought that was reasonably humourous.
ReplyDeleteNorman, when did we ever pay attention in geography class (except for your Yoho National Park presentation)? That class was the best. Remind me of the two ways that a country's population increases...
Thank you Daniella.
ReplyDeleteDaniella!
ReplyDeleteTry to keep it... aw screw it. I give up.
(The answer is immigration.)
Meh, those were the days. That class was amazing. Think about it guys - we will never have to take Canadian Geography again!
ReplyDeletenorman!
ReplyDeletei came back!
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and btw,
thank you daniella,
i agree that the Yoho presentation WAS the best part of geography class.. :D
Daniella, we never have to take ANY geography classes ever again.
ReplyDeleteBe thankful, I know I am.
October post???
When you're done being sick?
Kaitlyn, you realise that you are being hypocritical - how long did it take you to write the PhogPhest post?
ReplyDeleterealize ***
ReplyDeleteSorry. Typo.
ReplyDeletePallisco, I'm not being hypocritical.
ReplyDeleteIt took me a long time to write because I was sick, just like he's taking a long time because he is sick.
I didn't tell him to hurry up.
I asked if he would write when he was done being sick.
A challenge?
ReplyDeleteMy dearest fake Eleanor, do you realize what this name entails?
Can you comprehend the subtle sophistication of a name from years past?
Can you relate to the witty intelligence of Eleanor Roosevelt?
Comprehend the crippling loneliness of Eleanor Rigby?
Can you bear its meaning (healing and light)?
Have you the dignity… the self-respect for such a name?
I think not.
Maybe I do not either. But I believe that for all intensive purposes, Eleanor is the name for me.
Though if you would like to prove me wrong, you may try.
But, in a battle of wits, a true Eleanor comes out on top.
And besides, if you continue to go by Eleanor, as I will, it won’t be that hard to tell who is who.
The one with proper grammar and something intelligent to say is the true Eleanor.
The other, my dear, is you.
Just to be diplomatic- if I have greatly offended you, I am sorry. I would really like to try and get along.
ReplyDeleteIt is silly ofr us to fight when there is nothing to be gained, and I grow bored of it.
It would be very nice to have a normal, civil conversation with you.
I don't want this to go any further.
But don’t push me.
Love,
Eleanor
You are both absolutely insane,
ReplyDeleteand I'm ashamed to know you both! :) <3
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ReplyDeleteBut are you really?
ReplyDeleteDon't we make life so much more interesting?
Kaitlyn: OK. Sure. We will discuss your stance later.
ReplyDeleteEleanors: Pour l'amour du ciel, guys!!! Seriously! Who has time to go on in freaking free verse about the importance of the name Eleanor? Shit, I'm almost tempted to quote Shakespeare and go on a "What's in a name?" rant, but because I currently am arguing with Shakespeare, I won't! Get on with your lives and quit worrying about the name Eleanor! You have officially caused me to not like the name anymore! GET OVER IT!
Play nice Pallisco. I don't let challenges go unchecked.
ReplyDeleteI'm not apologizing. BTW, I was playing nice (by my standards anyway...)
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