Life it rents us

It’s a lot cooler here tonight, and the breeze coming up from the river smells sweet.  It’s nice to have all the doors and windows open and almost feel a chill.

I had every intention when I came home tonight of putting the Cold War Kids album Robbers and Cowards into the CD player.  I turned the stereo on, as I always do, pretty much as soon as I walked through the door and out of habit pressed play.  Good News for People Who Love Bad News was in there – this is an album I listen to a lot, and because I’m so familiar with it sometimes put on in the background while I’m doing other things.

I was generally noodling about the house when the track The View came on.  I found myself after around the first 10 seconds of intro throwing myself around the room with my arms in the air, dancing like a crazy person.  Then, breathless and a little dizzy, standing there swaying and singing when the song becomes subtle and quiet and Isaac sings –

As life gets longer, awful feels softer
And it feels pretty soft to me
And if it takes shit to make bliss
Well I feel, pretty bliiiiiiiiiiiiissfully

If life’s not beautiful without the pain
Well I’d just rather never ever even see beauty again
Well as life gets longer, awful feels softer
And it feels pretty soft to me…. !^%@&!^%@&!!!!

And again cue the crazy dancing and singing.  I listened to that song on repeat for almost an hour.  It’s funny, I played that album incessantly when I first got it and was (as I guess most people were) particularly taken with the first 4 or 5 tracks.  Since then, though, each time I listen to it another track later in the track list grabs me fiercely and demands attention.  Around a month ago it was Satin in a Coffin – that insistent banjo at the beginning and throughout the song, as well as that catchyashell are you DEAD or are you sleeping are you DEAD or are you sleeping WELL I SURE HOPE YOU ARE DEAD.  I listened to that song solidly for about a week.

Anyway, tonight they got the land but WE got the view.  And how!

I think I more or less made the decision to get a new iPod.  My current one is fine, it’s just too small.  I’ve had it for almost 2 years now and even though the battery isn’t quite what it used to be and for some bizarre reason it doesn’t seem to like Liz Phair, it’s still fine.  It’s such a nice colour green too.  6 gig just ain’t cutting it anymore and this rotation shizzat is getting old.  I want to fit many, many more things on there and I want the option of swinging from being in the mood to hear Shirley Mason singing how much she loves rain to being aurally devastated by Sigur Ros.  I might have a look at that on the weekend.

And just so you know, Cold War Kids made it into the stereo eventually.  I’ve been a bit enamored with the song We Used to Vacation since hearing it on the radio a little while ago, but Hang Me Out to Dry might be my new favourite song.  I also have a hankering to hear the song Hospital Beds on repeat through headphones because I reckon it might be that sort of song.  Who was it who told me they sounded like Maroon5??  I can maybe hear the similarities in lead guy’s voice and with the piano tinkling, sure, but this is very good.  I get the feeling, too, they’d be great live.

I think maybe that even though I love the track Saint John, I probably shouldn’t.  It’s too catchy for its own good or something.

One small thing though, and I’ve no idea why this is, but I got kinda annoyed when I first heard the song Pregnant.  I’ll listen to again, because I’m a little curious as to my reaction to it.  Tomorrow though.  Right now I’m going to bed.

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