An aside. Last November, while driving through the Mojave desert, we listened to Beirut's ever-appropriate album. In and out of sleep from the backseat, Rizzo finally cried out to turn off this crappy, half-formed music. Something to that effect. At the end of our trip, however, The D Man slipped in The Rip Tide for a second run at Rizzo. I pushed play on this track. After listening to the song without a word, the late-night stars arcing overhead, I quietly said that is some beautiful, epic stuff, right? Rizzo agreed and asked who it was. My reply: Beirut, b#@%h! Best moment of the trip.
June 24, 2012
Song of the Week
An aside. Last November, while driving through the Mojave desert, we listened to Beirut's ever-appropriate album. In and out of sleep from the backseat, Rizzo finally cried out to turn off this crappy, half-formed music. Something to that effect. At the end of our trip, however, The D Man slipped in The Rip Tide for a second run at Rizzo. I pushed play on this track. After listening to the song without a word, the late-night stars arcing overhead, I quietly said that is some beautiful, epic stuff, right? Rizzo agreed and asked who it was. My reply: Beirut, b#@%h! Best moment of the trip.
June 14, 2012
Song of the Week
Californians can be annoying when they visit or move to your neck of the woods. Everything is better in the Golden State, and they have no problem in letting you know. Of course, they have reason to be proud. As Best Coast proclaims in their song, "The Only Place," Cali's got the ocean, got the babes, got the sun, and got the waves. So why would you live anywhere else? Well, there is that little traffic problem. And I hear that Modesto is sketchy. But whatever your reasons for living outside of the left coast, there is no denying the good summer vibes of this tune.
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