I don't remember the last time I was so excited about owning a CD that I considered what I am considering right now: Getting redressed and venturing out into a gale-force storm so I can own the new album by the Editors: "In This Light & On This Evening." My great pal, The Blonde Russian, sent me a copy of the single "Papillon," knowing our dark 80s tastes run in paralellel. I double clicked on it, but iTunes went into a spasmodic fit. After spending nearly an hour reorganizing my music library, the newest iteration of the program mysteriously started the song. My bedroom was flooded with the sounds of the new single...
I haven't turned it off yet. I will have the lyrics memorized by the end of tonight.
Take everything I love about Clan of Xymox, add a sprinkle of Mancunian heartbreak and the production genious of Flood, and then up the beats to 120+ BPM. You can see me now reaching for a corset and vinyl boots. It's a goth club banger, a pure throw back, a piece of gold, the best song of the year.
They need to tour. Immediately.
Sure, I can download the album on iTunes, but I hate that. I will torture myself until I can make it to a local music store and help fund the industry.
As the song plays over and over and over, I see myself in my mind's eye, reaching for the board in the dim light of the DJ booth, pushing up the sliders.
Listen for yourself. I am not wrong.
This is an entire genre of music that, under most circumstances, I am uninterested in. But this is a great song that makes me want to jump up and down until my house shakes, which actually doesn't take very long because I live in an old, creaky house that shakes when a gnat farts. Thanks for keeping me up to speed on what all the hip kids are listening to.