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One of the thing that really grates on me about a lot of the bad or middling reviews that I've been seeing is how people are routinely dismissing them as being shallow or trendy, etc - it's rather like how pretty confident fashionable cool girls are routinely hated on by jealous women and misogynistic dudes. But it just drives me nuts cos out of the HUNDREDS AND HUNDREDS of records that I've heard this year, this is one of the few that positively overflows with sincere emotion, goodwill, and critical thought.
They make references to pop, junk culture, the internet, bands - people take that as being stupid and shallow, but they are projecting, because it's really just them setting up a context. "Meeting Paris Hilton" isn't about loving or hating Paris Hilton but rather what it's like to come face to face with ultimate vapidity and privilege and trying to interact on its terms rather than attack it out of spite and arrogance. As Johnny says, "Art Bitch" is a pretty right on slam of a very specific sort of artist that's been popping up all over in this decade in galleries, at art schools, and on the interet. I love Tom Breihan, but when he says that that song is a rip off of the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, I have to call BULLSHIT cos it's like the total effing opposite of that song, and that band. Have you ever seen Nick Zinner's photo book? HE'S A FUCKING ART BITCH. But you know, you use the word "art" and already you've got more than half the room talking out of their ass cos they just have no fucking clue.
But even more than that, you've got songs like "Patins" and "Let's Make Love" that really cut to the core of a crush, that rush of lust and confusion and fear and joy. I especially love the tossed off lines in "Let's Make Love" - "you're so talented, I'm in love!" "you come to show me your mad love!" "come and erase me take me with you!" and ESPECIALLY "you knew my ideas when they were still in my head!" I mean, c'mon, I can't be the only one who relates to stuff like this - this is normal, but articulated in this really sort of profound and emotionally complicated way. And I think Joe is dead right about it being a long distance thing too. |
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