Really brief overview of all the new music I am feeding my ears lately:
M.I.A.: vaguely terrifying primal beats sparsely swirl around her talk-singing baby British accent ranting about boys, riots, her rapper friends and her country. All at once the most important music I am listening to, and the hardest to listen to. Recommendations: “Jimmy” and “Hussel”
Kill Hannah: a light, high voice. generous guitars and perky electronica melodies. emo-tinged lyrics. all in all, it sounds pretty typical, but this band may just rise above all the countless others in their genre for originality, perhaps overcoming the unabashed pettiness of their songs. Recommendations: “Kennedy” and “Believer”
MIKA: exactly what Freddie Mercury would sound like in a bubblegum pop world. thuroughly enjoyable, if you allow him his moments of silly elf-soul-singer falsetto. Recommendations: “Grace Kelly” and “Relax, Take it Easy”
My iPod got stolen at school a few weeks ago. I have been surviving on CDs in my old, clunky, red CD player. As a result, I am allowed less experimentation and preference as to what I listen to. Gone are the days where I can jump from The Cure to Gracie Fields with the whirl of a wheel and a click of a button.
I will tell you, though, I have been listening to more music in full-front-to-back album format as a result as well. “Pretty Odd” by Panic at the Disco has been the most common of these. I recieved it lukewarmly when it first came out, but now I think it may join the line-up of My Favorite Albums to Disappear Into. The progression from song-to-song is flawless, and sometimes it seems perfectly impossible to have one without the other. Now I understand what my dad tells me about this kind of thing. 
