Caught Between The Scylla And CharybdisThought I was gonna make a reference to "November Rain", huh? Yeah, right. Don't be a dumbass.So...Halloween. It was rather disappointing. There was a big party down at the Union, but it was surprisingly lame. I also got rained on at about 10 o'clock, which ruined my Morrissey quiff (even though it wasn't all that fantastic to begin with). And if things couldn't get any worse, I got no fucking candy! The weekend as a whole was redeeming, though. I went to a dance at a nearby residence hall the night before. And I actually had fun! We also watched a bunch of horror movies and played Charades, but that is another story to tell. I'll get pics once everyone stops being lazy and throws them on Facebook.  New Mew-sic Score By Brian. Again. I'm not gonna bother with the other three albums I got, because they're too obscure in America. Denmark only releases. Yeah, really. But anyways:  #1: "No More Stories Are Told Today I'm Sorry They Washed Away No More Stories The World Is Grey I'm Tired Let's Wash Away" by Mew. In the latter years of this particular decade, we've seen a strange influx of indie dance-rock bands (like MGMT and Animal Collective) mold 60s psychedelia and 80s discotheque together into one critically acclaimed package. Mew, whom in general terms are a progressive rock band with post-rock touch, decided to follow up the gloomy And The Glass Handed Kites with a record that shares the same aspects of these other bands. The question in all obviousness is this: Can a bunch of Danes throw a party comparable to what these punk ass American indie kids can? Although Mew have not abandoned the awesome time signatures, they have stripped down their complexities in such a way that they can become as steady and reliable as a standard four-on-the-floor disco beat. In addition, most of the songs are stripped of a good...10 or so layers. They still sound big, but not overpowering so you have to sit down and really try to listen to everything, Kites being an album filled with such examples. So the likelihood that you could find yourself dancing or listening a Mew track in a nightclub is high. Yet the likelihood of alienating long time fans with songs that don't make them cry at night is quite low. There's a fair amount of ballads that can tangle with those on Kites and Frengers. How "Cartoons And Macramé Wounds" didn't get on the Where The Wild Things Are: OST, I'll never fucking know. No More Stories is easily the oddest record that Mew has come out with thus far, but rather than being even more difficult than Kites, this is rather accessible. So for those looking for a good starting point, this album is the one to get your hands on. Download: Beach, Cartoons And Macramé Wounds, Hawaii. Surprisingly, I have nothing else to say. Short journal finally, yaaaaay! Keep the faith, don't believe the hype, give peace a chance and enjoy the arrival of those beautiful autumn sunsets an hour earlier. Later. - Brian  Is it getting dark? We should get inside. - Grif, Ep. 86 S5. |
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