<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465</id><updated>2011-07-07T15:16:09.736-07:00</updated><category term='Alden Penner'/><category term='Why There are Mountains'/><category term='Animal Collective'/><category term='Passion Pit'/><category term='Merriweather Post Pavilion'/><category term='Manners'/><category term='new'/><category term='music'/><category term='Cymbals Eat Guitars'/><category term='Islands'/><category term='Clues'/><category term='album'/><category term='Nick Thorburn'/><category term='The Unicorns'/><title type='text'>What the fuck is new?</title><subtitle type='html'>This is all pretentious bullshit.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>6</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465.post-4982579028153302210</id><published>2009-08-20T20:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:41:56.868-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's hype a band that deserves it</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/2/ume.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 479px;" src="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/2/ume.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Austin's very own &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UME&lt;/span&gt; has been making little ripples amongst indie enthusiasts and, let's be honest, good music appreciators here and there. Continuing in my search for bands that kick your ass, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UME&lt;/span&gt; fits the bill perfectly, and what's more? Their frontman (or frontwoman, more appropriately) is a tiny, adorable, dress-wearing rocker chick, and yes, she shreds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UME&lt;/span&gt;'s new &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sunshower EP&lt;/span&gt; is 18 or so minutes of powerful, squealing guitar and thumping beats that I seem to be listening to on repeat as of late. Lauren Larson's vocals are iconic to the tiny "Girl Power!" feeling I have buried deep inside my gut. Gender aside, though, Lauren is the perfect topping on this band. Accurately described by some as turning her vocals from "virgin to whore", this is as dirty and gritty as indie gets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I implore you, good sirs and womens, to support &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;UME&lt;/span&gt;. Go to a show, buy their music, get some merch. Real talk, guyz: This is a seriously under-appreciated band. Personally having talked to Lauren, they deserve all the attention they can get, and I hope to some higher power I don't believe in that they hit some success. For the sake of music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1mfB0X0-E-c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1mfB0X0-E-c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3213623487523139465-4982579028153302210?l=thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4982579028153302210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-hype-band-that-deserves-it.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/4982579028153302210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/4982579028153302210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/08/lets-hype-band-that-deserves-it.html' title='Let&apos;s hype a band that deserves it'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465.post-5014419768125404262</id><published>2009-06-27T15:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T15:35:35.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why listen to anything else?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SkabgH0iu8I/AAAAAAAAABA/42sG313OLCs/s1600-h/japandroids-post-nothing.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SkabgH0iu8I/AAAAAAAAABA/42sG313OLCs/s400/japandroids-post-nothing.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352136183333960642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHHH, WE USED TO DREAM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;NOW WE WORRY ABOUT DYIN'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no reason for not listening to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japandroids &lt;/span&gt;sooner other than I just sorta suck and haven't been on top of the music front lately.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Take a hint from Pitchfork, though. When they named &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japandroids &lt;/span&gt;with "best new music," they really meant nothing less. Forget your pussy acoustic shit and get your musical taste kicked in the ass by a band that's giving a huge "fuck you" to conventions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe one of the most interesting things that most people will comment on is how a two-piece band manages to sound like five dudes beating the hell out of their instruments. That sounds bad, but trust me, it is way more awesome than you could ever know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There hasn't been a band that makes me want to mosh or fuck shit up since my screamo-loving days, however, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Japandroids &lt;/span&gt;prove to be the exception. Are they loud beyond all tolerance? Yeah. Can they sing? No. Do they sound like they give a fuck about what you think? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOoHAbnhxNI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jOoHAbnhxNI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3213623487523139465-5014419768125404262?l=thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/5014419768125404262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-listen-to-anything-else.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/5014419768125404262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/5014419768125404262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/06/why-listen-to-anything-else.html' title='Why listen to anything else?'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SkabgH0iu8I/AAAAAAAAABA/42sG313OLCs/s72-c/japandroids-post-nothing.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465.post-4707765079827377412</id><published>2009-05-25T14:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T22:04:17.927-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Why There are Mountains'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cymbals Eat Guitars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Is that Isaac Brock? Wait... noo..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cdn.pitchfork.com/media/cymbals.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://cdn.pitchfork.com/media/cymbals.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I seriously pride myself on is my ability to make connections between artists. Pick out influences and inspirations. It's merely math to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Why There Are Mountains&lt;/span&gt; one revolution when I first happened upon it. After all, one is all it takes for a first impression, right? I did the unthinkable. I wrote them off as a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modest Mouse&lt;/span&gt;  sound-a-like, and maybe I'd get back to them when I was in the mood for &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modest Mouse&lt;/span&gt; that wasn't quite &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Modest Mouse&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple weeks roll past, and the time to listen to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cymbals Eat Guitars&lt;/span&gt; arises once again. But something hit me this time I didn't see before. I heard the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pavement&lt;/span&gt;, the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Broken Social Scene&lt;/span&gt;, and I felt like such an idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If there's a word to describe &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Cymbals Eat Guitars&lt;/span&gt;, it must be "full". This band makes an album with the intention of leaving no sparse sounds. You oughta know it's okay to call them epic. Their tiny blip on the radar is only going to get bigger and louder, and before you know it, they're going to be leaving you stiff from awe at live shows.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3213623487523139465-4707765079827377412?l=thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4707765079827377412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-fuck-cymbals-eat-guitars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/4707765079827377412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/4707765079827377412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-fuck-cymbals-eat-guitars.html' title='Is that Isaac Brock? Wait... noo..'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465.post-3018574829736046192</id><published>2009-04-30T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-21T00:28:29.037-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='new'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Passion Pit'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manners'/><title type='text'>Manners</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/2/passionpitcd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 298px;" src="http://hangout.altsounds.com/geek/gars/images/2/passionpitcd.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The new electronica pop band that seemed to explode overnight with their &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chunk of Change EP&lt;/span&gt; is back on the scene with their first full length release, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manners&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passion Pit&lt;/span&gt; virtually came out of nowhere and took the whole damn indie scene by storm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Chunk of Change&lt;/span&gt; was an innocent, doe-eyed EP with simple songs about love. Abnormally cute with an endearing falsetto leading the band, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleepyhead&lt;/span&gt;" was the acclaimed hit. Fans waited and wanted more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, finally, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Manners&lt;/span&gt; has leaked, and there's something different about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passion Pit&lt;/span&gt;. They're still the same electronic dance band they promised to be, but with a sound that's more fleshed out and fuller they lose that charming rawness that was so apparent on the EP. Fans of the EP, however, will be happy to know that "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sleepyhead&lt;/span&gt;" is left unchanged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By no means am I less inclined to dance when I hear any of the new songs, it's just a bit of a... disappointment? Maybe that's not the right word. I still quite like &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Passion Pit&lt;/span&gt;. I even had the fortunate chance of catching them during SXSW, and it was a fun show. I feel as though &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Manners&lt;/span&gt; is going to be a huge hit or miss with fans, and well, it was a miss with this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sendspace.com/file/tn8b8g"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3213623487523139465-3018574829736046192?l=thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/3018574829736046192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/04/manners.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/3018574829736046192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/3018574829736046192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/04/manners.html' title='Manners'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465.post-3316217668480175696</id><published>2009-04-25T00:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T00:47:58.325-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Animal Collective'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Merriweather Post Pavilion'/><title type='text'>Inspiration strikes at odd hours</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://blogs.skokielibrary.info/studio/files/2009/03/animalcollective.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 466px; height: 468px;" src="http://blogs.skokielibrary.info/studio/files/2009/03/animalcollective.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Well, first thing's first. I don't plan on posting every day, but recently I've felt compelled to put my feelings about &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion &lt;/span&gt;in words. Yes, it's been reviewed to death, but this is a particularly important album in my life, I feel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal Collective&lt;/span&gt; has the uncanny ability to CONSISTENTLY put out phenomenal albums. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Feels&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Strawberry Jam&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sung Tongs&lt;/span&gt;... all are albums that are more or less revered. So what makes &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; deserve all the praise and attention it has been getting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the biggest pop album &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal Collective&lt;/span&gt; has put out thus far, but that trippy, surrealist ambiance they've created around their band remains. The fusion of these two musical spheres marry so wonderfully and have produced something so perfect, it left me stiff after the first revolution. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; is a labor of love. It is nothing other than that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First tasting the album with "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In the Flowers&lt;/span&gt;", how do I feel? I feel exactly the same way the first time I heard it. Every. Single. Time. In that moment where the bottom disappears, and you fall right through the floor, you feel exactly what this album is about. It's about letting every note, chord wash over you. Breathe it in, don't open your eyes, this is for the music lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite impossible to pick a favorite song from this album. There will always be the most popular ones, "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;My Girls&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Brother Sport&lt;/span&gt;", but each song has an equal amount of care sewn between the measures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel that as a whole, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Merriweather Post Pavilion&lt;/span&gt; is mature. It is sensitive. I once spent a revolution of this album in my boyfriend's arms, and there's something about "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bluish&lt;/span&gt;" that helps me recreate that moment fully. It's sweet and memorable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Animal Colletive&lt;/span&gt; has on their side? The fucking power of love, man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3213623487523139465-3316217668480175696?l=thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/3316217668480175696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/04/inspiration-strikes-at-odd-hours.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/3316217668480175696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/3316217668480175696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/04/inspiration-strikes-at-odd-hours.html' title='Inspiration strikes at odd hours'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3213623487523139465.post-4833325240277048395</id><published>2009-04-24T00:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:29:11.807-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alden Penner'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='album'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Unicorns'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nick Thorburn'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Clues'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Islands'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>It's like, 2:30 AM</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtKj-wEsMc8/SeVaECxJRsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/KyV1Ny2G3og/s320/Cluesdebutalbum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtKj-wEsMc8/SeVaECxJRsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/KyV1Ny2G3og/s320/Cluesdebutalbum.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm listening to "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;True Love Waits&lt;/span&gt;" on repeat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the fuck is new? Fucking &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues&lt;/span&gt; is new, and it is some good ass shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So you know me, right? You might. If you do, you know I loved/love &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Unicorns&lt;/span&gt;, and they're in my top ten favorite bands of all time. Like any other diehard &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unicorns &lt;/span&gt;aficionado, I was devastated to hear that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Unicorns&lt;/span&gt; were dead back in 2004. The lovechild of Nick Thorburn and Alden Penner would be no more. RIP &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Unicorns&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Nick Thorburn goes and forms &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Islands&lt;/span&gt;, they put out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Return to the Sea&lt;/span&gt;, it's successful, yadayada, you know that story. Alden Penner, however, sinks into obscurity. He composes the soundtrack for &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0431799/"&gt;The Hamster Cage&lt;/a&gt; in 2005, but where does he go after that? WHO KNOWS??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2007,&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJSIU36FHt4"&gt; who shows up at Pop Montreal&lt;/a&gt;??? Alden Penner! And with the new project &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues&lt;/span&gt;! Now, I hold this dude in high esteem. He's everything I want in a good musician. Talented and so much more than passionate. He doesn't give a shit about being a rock star, he just wants to make music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What stands out to me about &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues&lt;/span&gt;' debut self-titled album are the parallels to The Unicorns. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues &lt;/span&gt;has all the pre-existing darkness of The Unicorns that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Islands&lt;/span&gt; lacks. It's apparent that this album is a labor of love. Years in the making, Alden Penner fans around the globe are rejoicing at this new release. The opener "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Haarp&lt;/span&gt;" punches you in the throat about five seconds in and commands your attention. The highs and lows of this song match the highs and lows of this album as a whole. Standout songs like "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You Have My Eyes Now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" and "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Let's Get Strong&lt;/span&gt;" leave me with a fuzzy feeling that tells me yes, Alden Penner is back, and he is STILL badass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, like a boss, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues&lt;/span&gt; has made the conscious decision to not join any networking sites like Myspace or Facebook, so they can build a hype naturally. How it should be.&lt;br /&gt;To hear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Unicorns&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/theunicornsband"&gt;http://www.myspace.com/theunicornsband&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To hear &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Clues&lt;/span&gt;: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkq1PuJyXjc"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wkq1PuJyXjc&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3213623487523139465-4833325240277048395?l=thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/feeds/4833325240277048395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-like-230-am.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/4833325240277048395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3213623487523139465/posts/default/4833325240277048395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://thefuckthisisnew.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-like-230-am.html' title='It&apos;s like, 2:30 AM'/><author><name>Anna</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12593431678090421026</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='16' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__dzZH2Alzes/SfF1eSGtoII/AAAAAAAAAAQ/re_qgJ2Tr94/S220/138+copy.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_BtKj-wEsMc8/SeVaECxJRsI/AAAAAAAAAdM/KyV1Ny2G3og/s72-c/Cluesdebutalbum.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
