Thanks, man!
Buffy ,'Dirty Girls'
Buffista Music 4: Needs More Cowbell!
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
The French grooviness is, comment dit-on, NSFW. Which didn't stop me, but might you.
Shouldn't that be PSPT (Pas Sûr Pour le Travail)?
Don't try to take photos at a Ting Tings show: [link]
Megan, probablement. ::sourire grande::
I'm not sure I get the point of complaining about Colin Meloy's fruity lyrics. They've always been exactly that pretentious. It seems belated and obvious.
After the fourth Smiths album who's going to give a shit if a reviewer finds Morrissey bitchy, self-involved and overly dramatic? Shocker!
I think people may be noticing more because it can be argued that the new album is especially musically pretentious as well.
Sounds like my kind of thing. I love Crane Wife.
How have I not heard of the Black Cab Sessions until now? A cabbie in London picks up a musician, the musician plays a song while riding around, and the whole thing is videotaped. Here's Calexico: [link]