Death Cab for Cutie is rocking my ears.
Death Cab for Cutie. That wimpish band with the indie cred. Heck the singer was married to Zoey Deshchanel for a bit so he must be an alright sort of guy.
They are my guilty non-bogan pleasure. Hell, whats not to like. Theres always something you can hum and take away with you, which to me is the sign of a good song.
Now there probably is a whole lotta first years with acoustic guitars trying to get in other first years pants by playing “Soul meets body”, but surely thats better than a good friends effort years back using Finley Quaye as his hookup tunes.
(The cd was alphabetized between punk and metal albums. And was quite the anomoly).
Fave song? Easy. Title and Registration. Cool upbeat strumming and the following:
“The glove compartment is inaccurately named, and everybody knows it. So I’m proposing a swift orderly change.”
Not trying to change the world, just correcting an error. I like it. He’s not set to the current trend of BEING OUTRAGED AT EVERYTHING.
Plus, he has some chops. Nice sounding music that even your nana wouldnt object to.