Dead folks in the clouds? Fer cryin' outloud!
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Some days I honestly can't believe I get paid to do my job. The last few days have seen me hanging out on a barge on the Willamette, sunny weather flirting with eighty degree temperatures. It's like living an Otis Redding song without the crushing existentialism. I come home with a tan and just enough dirt ground into my plams to give my life meaning, ease into my Samsonite metal folding chair and crack open the proverbial brewski. Man, I love brewskis.
I had a hard time with the Band of Horses at first. Stupid name not withstanding, I wasn't terribly fond of their brand of music right off the bat. It's really vocal driven, you know, and I've never been big on that sort of thing, but damn, they can put together some lyrics when they try, I tell you what.
So anyway, it happens from time to time that when I am cracking brewskis a song will dig right into the spot and make me a little weepy, the good kind of weepy. Cigarettes, Wedding Bands is the song doin' that diggin' tonight. This song has it all: awesome title; lament of the drudgery of the workaday life; murder; rejection of faith. Fuck, it's like they're cracking brewskis with me.
Also, any doubts I ever had about these boys were completely eradicated a few months ago when I first saw this clip of a live performance of The General Specific. It is a barn-burner:
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i have love-hate for Band of Horses on account of the debut album, the only album i've heard and owned. and, oh, that name. but i will say, if the song and the video are any indication, i am amazed at how they seem to have become better since.
anyway, i have started to feel bum guilt, not to mention freeloader guilt, and to wonder if maybe i gave up a punk life for a hippie life and whether either is better or worse necessarily. in any case, my purchasing power will decide it for me, ultimately.
That's nothing I've typically had a problem with - the band name, unless it's just really horrible like Buttless (or was it Assless???) Chaps or Green Milk From the Orange Planet. Suffice it to say, the name will sometimes taint the initial music listening experience.
Of the two albums, poe, I listen to Cease to Begin more than Everything All the Time, and I find it to be a more consistently good album. As for the second part of your comment, it reminds me of a Stephen Jones song that opens with the line, "Hippies stole your time, but punks gave it back," and, more importantly, resolves with the line, "enjoy it while you can 'cause it's your time."
One of my least favorite band names, Eric, is 'The Mint Chicks.' I hate that band name so much. 'Assless Chaps,' on the other hand, is the kind of band name that would get me so excited that the music would surely be a disappointment.
Stephen Jones said that, did he? i got Ugly Beautiful because you would not stop posting about him ;D and overplayed 45 & Fat the first few weeks. i was so giddy the first time listening after i realized he was saying C-o-c-a-C-o-l-a. anyway, i'm sure everyone else thought that.