Dig it. Broken Social Scene's "Superconnected," which follows the elegantly titled "Handjobs for the Holidays" on their eponymously titled record. But I am right this moment rawkin' out to "It's All Gonna Break," which, like all good songs that move me, would've been a teenage fave. Just takes a little something to make me soar.
Quantifying musical fabulosity is like holding mercury in your palm -- no, not poisonous! Elusive. Musical taste is the one thing I am convinced I have. Ha. Where my girl Elkit at? She'll have an opinion on this. And you, too, pinky, w/ your awesome lyrical post starters that make me realize I'm way (aged) out of any hipster demographic. What say y'all on this subject?
A friend said at the cookout last night while we were discussing bands we had in common, "Explain Radiohead to me. I don't get it. To me it was fingernails on a chalkboard." I canna 'splain it. You're either down or you're a clown! I jest! I don't believe that at all, because it's all in the ear of the belistener and because I'm all over the map myself. Hell, I started this iTunes excursion w/ Alison Krauss's "New Favorite." Just because I had to hear it.
dude - I am so old. I realized just yesterday that when I see a young person wearing a t-shirt for a band or artist I like, I should just keep my mouth shut. Because if I say "hey, nice shirt" they'll probably be thinking "whatever, MOM."
that was a depressing thought.
Posted by: pinky | Wednesday, 30 August 2006 at 09:13 AM
Oh, hell. I was hoping you could explain Radiohead to ME.
Posted by: Diane | Wednesday, 30 August 2006 at 03:13 PM