“In the suburbs, I
I learned to drive
And you told me I’d never survive
Grab your mother’s keys, we’re leaving”
Okay, so I’m a couple days late on this one — but I had to say something. By now “The Suburbs” is already #1 on Hypem, and rightfully so. I’ve been clocking in so much time trying to figure [...]
“Doctor’s leaving for the holiday season | got crystal ice picks, no gift for the gab
and in the parking lot is a sedan he bought | he never, he never complains when it’s hot”
Now that I look at the lyrics, seems to be a coincidence: currently typing away at a paper on Walter Freeman and ice pick [...]
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
“I’m curious to know exactly how you are
I keep my distance but that distance is too far
It reassures me just to know that you’re okay
But I don’t want you to go on needing me this way”
Lately I’ve been finding great material for TBTV on soundtracks. In a sense, the soundtrack functions a lot like a [...]
Saturday, October 31, 2009
“hey | been trying to meet you
hey | must be a devil | between us
or whores in my head | whores at my door
whores in my bed”
Too soon? “Caribou” popped up a little while ago, but I’m inspired enough to write about “Hey” on this blustery afternoon in Cambridge. What would All Hallows’ Eve be without a song that [...]
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Writing about this song is a testament to my over-exhaustion. If you’re like me, struggling to keep your eyes open on a dreary afternoon, slap on some oversized headphones and put your head down while you listen to this one — it’s closer to lullaby than alternative.
I usually include a chunk of lyrics before divulging [...]
Saturday, September 26, 2009
“To the centre of the city where all roads meet, waiting for you,
To the depths of the ocean where all hopes sank, searching for you,
I was moving through the silence without motion, waiting for you,
In a room with a window in the corner I found truth.”
There’s no doubt that Unknown Pleasures unearths Ian Curtis’ terminal apprehensions [...]
