“I fear that writing too much about exactly why I love this album so much will risk ruining the sense of discovery for someone else, so I will simply leave you with this: there is no relief, no emotional progression or escape on this record. Just thirty-three minutes of (sub)urban ennui, romantic dissatisfaction and stunning, knotty lyrics set against a ridiculously catchy backdrop of guitar-pop. Musically, these songs are perfect fodder for highway driving and rolled windows; lyrically, they inhabit darker, lonelier rooms. This is the sound of receiving a bouquet of flowers to eventually pick petals and end up with “he loves me not,” the sound of being surrounded by a group of loved ones and yet feeling completely alone. For me, this is the sound of summer: fun, sad, too good to be true.”
This album is so good you guys.
It’s my favourite album this summer: nine simple, imperfect tableaux of ambivalent love set against some of the best guitar music I’ve heard all year. Irresistible, catchy and endlessly quotable, like Taylor Swift’s best moments shifted just slightly out of focus.
- "Is it a good time / or is it highly inappropriate?"
- "If I should fall / act as though it never happened"
- "You’ve expressed explicitly / your contempt for matrimony"
- "So honey, take me by the hand and we can sign some papers / forget the invitations, floral arrangements and breadmakers"
- "Too late to go out / too young to stay in"
- "If I’d known you couldn’t swim / we would never have gone in"
- "The sun so hot I saw his skin through his t shirt / the grass so tall we knew we wouldn’t be found"
- "Forget all the party police / we can find comfort in debauchery"
- "When every day’s a hurricane / you know there’s something wrong"
- "We wrote our names on the overpass / in hope they’d last forever"
- "We never get it on the first try / so what, who cares?"
- "How can I lose control / when you’re driving from the backseat?"
It’s totally surreal to see my name in print. Three things that I wrote are in this week’s edition of The Coast!
"War On The East Coast" is such a Dan Bejar song title.
The New Pornographers - “War On The East Coast”
This might just be my favourite Dan Bejar-penned New Pornographers song since “Myriad Harbour.” So good!