“I wish that albums would be wanted again because I wish people would want 12 songs and not just two. I wish that people could have the fun that we had when we would go and buy an album and lay on the floor and listen to it 50 times. And sing along with the words and just be so touched.”
And in the places you go, you’ll see the place where you’re from.
And in the faces you meet, you’ll see the place where you’ll die.
And on the day that you die, you’ll see the people you met.
And in the faces you see, you’ll see just who you’ve been.
In this life like weeds, in this life like weeds.
Eyes need us to see, hearts need us to bleed.
In this life like weeds, you’re a rock to me.
I know where you’re from, but where do you belong?
In this life like weeds, you’re the dirt I’ll breath.
In this life like weeds, you’re a rock to me.
All this talking all the time and the air fills up, up, up.
Until there’s nothing left to breathe,
And you think you feel most everything.
And we know that our hearts are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled.
So you think you’ve figured out everything,
But we know that our minds are just made out of strings
To be pulled, strings to be pulled.
All this talking all the time and the air fills up, up, up.
Until there’s nothing left to breathe,
Up until there’s nothin left to speak.
Up until the data parts in space.
One of the best parts about playing and writing music with other people is in those moments where everyone’s parts come together into a whole that is better than you imagined or could have planned for and when the song is done you aren’t quite sure how it happened. I like to think of those as telepathic communication moments.
This fall we started playing in a band with our friend Kev. We are still kind of organically learning how to play together (the logistics of musical conversation), but I think we’ve glimpsed a few of those telepathic moments, too. It all feels incredibly promising.
Midnight Boom by The Kills came out in 2008, but I am nominating it for best album of 2009 because that’s when I actually paid attention to it. I practice singing Last Day of Magic when I am driving in the car by myself: