<?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-7485463545656011696</id><updated>2012-02-27T20:38:39.603-08:00</updated><category term='Edward Sharpe'/><category term='Phoenix'/><category term='Depeche Mode'/><category term='Metric'/><category term='Gorillaz'/><category term='Thom Yorke'/><category term='Ratatat'/><category term='Muse'/><category term='Chad VanGaalen'/><category term='St. Vincent'/><category term='Top 10'/><category term='TV on the Radio'/><category term='mgmt'/><category term='Born Ruffians'/><category term='Modest Mouse'/><category term='Hawksley Workman'/><category term='Spoon'/><category term='Lykki Li'/><category term='Rural Alberta Advantage'/><category term='The Killers'/><category term='Bat for Lashes'/><category term='Grizzly Bear'/><category term='Dan Mangan'/><category term='Arcade Fire'/><category term='Owen Pallett'/><category term='Patrick Watson'/><category term='Editors'/><category term='Beach House'/><category term='Mates of State'/><category term='radiohead'/><category term='The XX'/><category term='The Antlers'/><category term='Aidan Knight'/><category term='Final Fantasy'/><category term='Mew'/><category term='Jonsi'/><category term='matthew good'/><category term='The National'/><title type='text'>Aural Intercourse</title><subtitle type='html'>To hear.  To communicate.  To highlight music.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>42</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-7362918989060570657</id><published>2011-07-24T13:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T13:25:34.319-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Aidan Knight'/><title type='text'>Aidan Knight - Land's End and Untitled</title><content type='html'>A Victorian of whom has occupied my playlist for a few months now, Aidan Knight delivers a performance of his song, "Land's End" from his debut album, "Versicolour".  One can only hope that he continues to produce wonderful music of this calibre.  If I recall correctly, he described the source of the song as that of a failed long distance relationship:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/20689079?portrait=0&amp;amp;color=bab8b8" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/20689079"&gt;Aidan Knight- Land's End &amp; Untitled&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/avieni"&gt;Adrian Vieni (Wood &amp;amp; Wires)&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have felt unuseful&lt;br /&gt;Or morbidly awake&lt;br /&gt;Snacking on the ends of youth&lt;br /&gt;Biting into something new&lt;br /&gt;Chewed the fat&lt;br /&gt;And kept an eye on you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stillness that we left behind&lt;br /&gt;The stillness when I saw your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure just how I feel&lt;br /&gt;The lyric gets too personal&lt;br /&gt;The lyric is autobiographical&lt;br /&gt;A definite time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the time&lt;br /&gt;For the time being&lt;br /&gt;I am honestly&lt;br /&gt;Smiling now&lt;br /&gt;Hearing what you're singing&lt;br /&gt;In earnesty&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Lands End&lt;br /&gt;I know you felt the distance&lt;br /&gt;But planned ahead&lt;br /&gt;For these tearful kisses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Lands End&lt;br /&gt;Through the cedar clearing&lt;br /&gt;You drove instead&lt;br /&gt;Of offering your feelings&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-7362918989060570657?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7362918989060570657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/07/aidan-knight-lands-end-and-untitled.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7362918989060570657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7362918989060570657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/07/aidan-knight-lands-end-and-untitled.html' title='Aidan Knight - Land&apos;s End and Untitled'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-2340015320429719435</id><published>2011-05-06T20:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-05-06T21:52:25.784-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Antlers'/><title type='text'>The Antlers - No Widows</title><content type='html'>From the follow up to their amazing debut album, Hospice, Burst Apart is in some less emotionally powerful, but still just as good among several aspects.  The album continues to address themes of love and death, but perhaps with less finality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Widows maintains these themes with its driving melody and floaty vocals as one of my favourite tracks from the album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KsFVH8vBH9A" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I never get back home,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no garden overgrown,&lt;br /&gt;No widows in the walls,&lt;br /&gt;No widows left alone,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No shirts to hang or fold,&lt;br /&gt;No kid out in the cold,&lt;br /&gt;No widows on the walls,&lt;br /&gt;No widows on the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m stuck out here alone,&lt;br /&gt;If I’m stranded here all year,&lt;br /&gt;With just nothing left at home,&lt;br /&gt;No widows disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the wheels jump off the road,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no widows left to know,&lt;br /&gt;No perfect love above,&lt;br /&gt;No punishment below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they shake, say the wings won’t break.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I’m stuck out here alone,&lt;br /&gt;If I’m stranded here all year,&lt;br /&gt;With just nothing left at home,&lt;br /&gt;No widows disappear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the wheels jump off the road,&lt;br /&gt;There’s no widows left to know,&lt;br /&gt;No perfect love above,&lt;br /&gt;No punishment below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they shake, say the wings won’t break.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-2340015320429719435?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/2340015320429719435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/05/antlers-no-widows.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2340015320429719435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2340015320429719435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/05/antlers-no-widows.html' title='The Antlers - No Widows'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/KsFVH8vBH9A/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3795842529832127219</id><published>2011-04-04T23:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-05T00:01:43.801-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lykki Li'/><title type='text'>Lykki Li - I Follow Rivers</title><content type='html'>This weekend, I picked up Lykki Li's sophomore album, Wounded Rhymes, along with Hey Rosetta!'s and Deadmau5' latest.  Of the three, Wounded Rhymes has had most of my attention.  In particular, I Follow Rivers was appealing due in part to the dark lyrics mixed with the somewhat funky sound of the track.  Here it is in video form:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/vZYbEL06lEU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I beg you, can I follow&lt;br /&gt;Oh I ask you, want to always&lt;br /&gt;Be the ocean, where I unravel&lt;br /&gt;Be my only, be the water where I'm wading&lt;br /&gt;You're my river running high, run deep and run wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, deep sea baby&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, dark doom honey&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He a message, I'm the runner&lt;br /&gt;He's the rebel, I'm the daughter waiting for you&lt;br /&gt;You're my river running high, run deep, run wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, deep sea baby&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, dark doom honey&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my river running high, run deep, run wild&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, deep sea baby&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, dark doom honey&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, deep sea baby&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;br /&gt;I, I follow, I follow you, dark doom honey&lt;br /&gt;I follow you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-3795842529832127219?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3795842529832127219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/04/lykki-li-i-follow-rivers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3795842529832127219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3795842529832127219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/04/lykki-li-i-follow-rivers.html' title='Lykki Li - I Follow Rivers'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/vZYbEL06lEU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3417326409123117141</id><published>2011-01-24T22:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T23:32:48.445-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Top 10'/><title type='text'>The Top 10 of 2010 (and a few dozen runners up)</title><content type='html'>Another year, another top ten!  With a little bit of rap, a pinch of pop, and some folk sprinkled onto a large heaping of rock, 2010 was another great year for music. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the eagerly anticipated albums at the end of 2009, five of them happened to make it into this year's list.  Which ones were they?  Oooh the suspense!  Here's my top ten albums of 2010, sorted by the number of playbacks according to Last.fm:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Arcade Fire - The Suburbs﻿&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the Arcade Fire!  This eight-plus member band is perhaps to their chagrin, the mainstream representatives of indie rock.  Debuting at number one during the first week of release, their latest album, "The Suburbs", is a rich, comprehensive creation that largely targets the past, from experiences growing up in homes of yore.  With its lengthy track list consisting of 16 songs, I found myself feeling that some of them would be better suited for an EP, but alas, it is still by far, one of THE best albums of the year. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "Ready to Start", "Modern Man", "Rococo", "We Used to Wait", "Deep Blue", "Suburban War", "Sprawl I", "Sprawl II".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/5Euj9f3gdyM?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The National - High Violet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following the success of their previous album, "The Boxer", The National had spent the last few years producing what would become their greatest work to date.  High Violet is simply put, a condensed form of anxiety, regret, and...cannibalism in the form of what is largely rock bliss.  This is all made possible with methodical drumming, guitars as played by the Dessner twins, and Matt Berninger's signature baritone voice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I would highly suggest checking out the album in its entirety, here are some recommended tracks: "Anyone's Ghost", "Little Faith", "Afraid of Everyone", "Lemon World", "Conversation 16".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Efg1h0EzLeE" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Big Boi - Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One half of the Outkast brand, Big Boi's latest solo album was actually completed back in 2007, but legal troubles held back its release until this year.  Regardless of when this album was originally recorded, it carries with it several solid tracks that would stress even the mightiest of subwoofers.  Now it doesn't break any new ground in the rap genre on any particular level, but it's one of my most listened to albums in 2010.  If you've been yearning for some new Outkast material, this is probably about as close as you'll get for the next few years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "Daddy Fat Sax", "Shutterbugg", "General Patton", "Hustle Blood", "You Ain't No DJ", "Back Up Plan"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/h_1ivdW8Yj4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;﻿&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Owen Pallett - Heartland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This fine violinist/composer has collaborated with The Arcade Fire for each of their albums and his talent shines even more so in his solo work.  As the first album released under his actual name, as opposed to his videogame tribute "Final Fantasy" moniker, Heartland consists of a songs from a fictional or perhaps semi-autobiographical representation of Owen named Lewis, whose trials and tribulations are accompanied by a piano, string instruments, woodwinds, and synths.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "Keep the Dog Quiet", "The Great Elsewhere", "Oh Heartland, Up Yours!", "E is for Estranged", "What do you Think Will Happen Now?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/VGVFigJYGOc" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Dan Mangan - Nice, Nice, Very Nice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Local folk/pop musician, Dan Mangan made a splash on the music scene in 2010 with the release of his sophomore album, "Nice, Nice, Very Nice"(aye, it's a Vonnegut reference).  As a testament to his success, he had three sold out concerts at the Vogue in 2010, along with a stint at the Glastonbury festival in the UK.  Not only that, his latest album also made the short list for the Polaris Prize; one of the more coveted awards in the Canadian music industry.  This year was certainly a productive one for and I'm eager to hear what he'll produce next.  As for the album, it's consists of various folk songs about his career, relationships, Vancouver, along with Romeo and Juliet.  There's a bit of cheesiness in the lyrics for some of the songs, but I find it makes it all the more endearing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "Road Regrets", "Robots", "Sold", "Fair Verona", "Tina's Glorious Comeback", "Some People", "Pine for Cedars"&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/hviiGCkVMiY?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Crystal Castles - Crystal Castles(ii)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their sophomore self titled effort, this controversial Toronto based electronic duo made waves with their latest release; Making ample use of Alice Glass' distorted vocals through at times ambient and otherwise chaotic soundscapes.  It's far less bit-tuney(think videogame music before the 90s) than their first album, but this simply made their latest album far more accessible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "Fainting Spells", "Celestica", "Baptism", "Vietnam", "Not in Love"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/JITI0FskSG0" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Broken Social Scene - Forgiveness Rock Record&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Canada's musical equivalent of Kevin Bacon, Broken Social Scene is comprised of several talented musicians, with former members such as Feist, along with Emily Haines and Jimmy Shaw of Metric; All of whom have links in some way or another to other active bands in the industry.  Thus the Kevin Bacon designation. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is the band's fifth full length album and it largely lives up to the quality of their previous work.  Note that this album will likely not win over any detractors, so expect some grandiose tracks where there's over a dozen performers plucking on guitars, playing up the horn section, and drumming like nobody's business.  Of course, why fix something if it isn't...broken?  *awkward, overly long wink*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "World Sick", "Texaco Bitches", "Art House Director", "Sweetest Kill", "Meet Me in the Basement"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NQluOQ_aah4?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Interpol - Interpol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a brief stint with major label, Capitol Records, Interpol returned to their indie roots with Matador Records to produce their fourth album.  I'm not sure what to say about the album, other than it's better than their last.  This was accomplished with some deviation from their overall sound.  That's not to say that there still aren't catchy bass lines and guitar hooks throughout, but their average tempo seems slower and the piano has more of a prominance than in previous works.  All in all, a it's a very enjoyable album.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: "Success", "Memory Serves", "Barricade", "Always Malaise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/tSx2OSuEzDI?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Hawksley Workman - Milk and Meat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ever eclectic workaholic, Hawksley Workman, released two albums this year, following up 2008's "Between the Beautifuls" and "Los Manlicious".  That's right, he released two albums in the same year previously.  For Meat and Milk, there exists an obvious distinction in themes, in that Milk goes into sexuality to a more frequent degree than Meat.  There is common ground between the two though, in that many of the songs revolve around his past and present relationships, which makes for a fascinating listen, especially considering the variation in sound for each of the songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommend tracks:&lt;br /&gt;From Milk: "Song for Sarah Jane", "French Girl in LA", "Tokyo Bicycle", "We'll Make Time (Even If There Ain't No Time)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Meat: "Devastating", "We Dance to Yesterday", "Warhol's Portrait of Gretzky", "Chemical"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe title="YouTube video player" class="youtube-player" type="text/html" width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/cCnwdBFKAls" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/wMsdPNaZv2M?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Jonsi - Go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may know him as the lead singer of the amazing Icelandic band, Sigur Ros.  Alternatively, you might not have the slightest clue as to who I'm referring to.  So let me start by noting that for his debut solo album, "Go", Jonsi and his band have created a series of songs that are largely seem built around this man's higher pitched crooning.  This results in what is generally a fast tempo(aided by amazing drumming), upbeat sound that could be interpreted as Sigur Ros on a sugar...rise.  Oh lordy.  I'm sorry.  It...it just-it was right there!  Kind of!  Oh yeah, if you haven't heard of Sigur Ros either and are tolerant of incredible music sung in a language other than the ones you know, give them a shot too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recommended tracks: Go Quiet, Tornado, Kolindur, Grow Till Tall&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/2G-ox7YlKiA?fs=1" frameborder="0" allowFullScreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that's the list.  If you're itching to know what the runner's up are, get some Goldbond Medicated Powder or check out the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach House - Teen Dreams&lt;br /&gt;The Black Keys - Brothers&lt;br /&gt;Born Ruffians - Say It&lt;br /&gt;Brandon Flowers - Flamingo&lt;br /&gt;Caribou - Swim&lt;br /&gt;Cee Loo Green - The Lady Killer&lt;br /&gt;Deerhunter - Halycon Digest&lt;br /&gt;Dum Dum Girls - Blissed Out&lt;br /&gt;Four Tet - There is Love in You&lt;br /&gt;Girl Talk - All Day&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz - Plastic Beach&lt;br /&gt;Kanye West - My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy&lt;br /&gt;Karkwa - Les Chemins De Verre&lt;br /&gt;Keane - Night Train EP&lt;br /&gt;Kele - The Boxer&lt;br /&gt;The Kissaway Trail - Sleep Mountain&lt;br /&gt;MIA - /\/\/\Y/\&lt;br /&gt;Massive Attack - Heligoland&lt;br /&gt;MGMT - Congratulations&lt;br /&gt;Neil Young - Le Noise&lt;br /&gt;The New Pornographers - Together&lt;br /&gt;Olafur Arnalds - ...And They Have Escaped the Weight of Darkness&lt;br /&gt;Pete Yorn - Pete Yorn&lt;br /&gt;Ratatat - LP 4&lt;br /&gt;Shad - TSOL&lt;br /&gt;Spoon - Transference&lt;br /&gt;Stars - The Five Ghosts&lt;br /&gt;Sunshine Underground - No One's Coming to Save You&lt;br /&gt;Sufjan Stevens - All Delighted People EP and The Age of Adz&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Police Club - Champion&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Weekend - Contra&lt;br /&gt;The Walkmen - Lisbon&lt;br /&gt;We Are Scientists - Barbara&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you're still here?  Well I'm all out of-nah, just kidding!  Here's some upcoming albums for 2011 that are making me down right giddy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Antlers&lt;br /&gt;Atoms for Peace(??? Where are you, Thom Yorke supergroup that could produce a follow up to the Eraser?)&lt;br /&gt;Bon Iver&lt;br /&gt;British Sea Power - Valhalla Dancehall&lt;br /&gt;Coldplay&lt;br /&gt;Dan Mangan&lt;br /&gt;The Decemberists - The King is Dead&lt;br /&gt;Explosions in the Sky&lt;br /&gt;Iron and Wine - We Kiss Each Other Clean&lt;br /&gt;K-os - BLack on BLonde (I don't get the capitalization)&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Good&lt;br /&gt;Mogwai - Hardcore Will Never Die, But You Will&lt;br /&gt;Mother Mother - Eureka&lt;br /&gt;Our Lady Peace&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead (Okay, so it didn't happen last year, which makes it even more likely to come out this year!)&lt;br /&gt;Rural Alberta Advantage - Departing&lt;br /&gt;Sigur Ros&lt;br /&gt;The Strokes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the tl;dr top 10 list:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade Fire - The Suburbs&lt;br /&gt;The National - High Violet&lt;br /&gt;Big Boi - Sir Lucious Left Foot: The Son of Chico Dusty&lt;br /&gt;Owen Pallett - Heartland&lt;br /&gt;Dan Mangan - Nice, Nice, Very Nice&lt;br /&gt;Crystal Castles - Crystal Castles(ii)&lt;br /&gt;Broken Social Scene - Forgiveness Rock Record&lt;br /&gt;Interpol - Interpol&lt;br /&gt;Hawksley Workman - Milk and Meat&lt;br /&gt;Jonsi - Go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-3417326409123117141?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3417326409123117141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-10-of-2010-and-few-dozen-runners-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3417326409123117141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3417326409123117141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2011/01/top-10-of-2010-and-few-dozen-runners-up.html' title='The Top 10 of 2010 (and a few dozen runners up)'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/5Euj9f3gdyM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-4284058767372576606</id><published>2010-12-18T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T14:37:13.368-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beach House'/><title type='text'>Beach House - Walk in the Park</title><content type='html'>I was initially introduced to Beach House at one of Vampire Weekend's shows this past summer at The Malkin Bowl, where they played an excellent set.  This naturally led into me checking out their albums and overall, if you're looking for some mellow music to relax to on a rainy Sunday, Beach House would be a good option.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a Pitchfork.tv performance of "Walk in the Park" from their latest album, "Teen Dream".  There's an official music video, but uh...I guess you could look it up if you really want to see it.  It's an odd one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yK_IyLEo6o4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/yK_IyLEo6o4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You go for a walk in the park&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you don't need anything&lt;br /&gt;The hand that you sometimes hold&lt;br /&gt;Doesn't do anything&lt;br /&gt;The face that you see in the door&lt;br /&gt;Isn't standing there anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;It would slip from my mind&lt;br /&gt;In and out of my life&lt;br /&gt;You would slip from my mind&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The face that you saw in the door&lt;br /&gt;Isn't looking at you anymore&lt;br /&gt;The name that you call in its place&lt;br /&gt;Isn't waiting for your embrace&lt;br /&gt;The world that you love to behold&lt;br /&gt;Cannot hold you anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;It would slip from my mind&lt;br /&gt;In and out of my life&lt;br /&gt;You would slip from my mind&lt;br /&gt;In a matter of time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;You tell me&lt;br /&gt;Only time can run me&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;You tell me more&lt;br /&gt;Only time can run me&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;You tell me more&lt;br /&gt;Only time can run me&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;You tell me more&lt;br /&gt;Only time can run me&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;You tell me more&lt;br /&gt;Only time can run me&lt;br /&gt;More&lt;br /&gt;You want more&lt;br /&gt;You tell me more&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-4284058767372576606?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4284058767372576606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/12/beach-house-walk-in-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4284058767372576606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4284058767372576606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/12/beach-house-walk-in-park.html' title='Beach House - Walk in the Park'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-5632239464986572563</id><published>2010-12-05T14:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T15:01:17.414-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Muse'/><title type='text'>Muse - Apocalypse Please</title><content type='html'>Muse happens to be one of my favourite bands.  The grand nature of their music as performed by three people is fantastic.  They played one of the most memorable concerts I've ever seen earlier this year at the Pacific Coliseum and yet...I haven't posted anything from them on the blog.  So it's time to change that.  Here is the opener from their album, Absolution, Apocalypse Please as performed at Wembley Stadium:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/67Eg04MaYRE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB"&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/67Eg04MaYRE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_GB" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Declare this an emergency&lt;br /&gt;Come on and spread a sense of urgency&lt;br /&gt;And pull us through&lt;br /&gt;And pull us through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the end&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;Of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's time we saw a miracle&lt;br /&gt;Come on it's time for something biblical&lt;br /&gt;To pull us through&lt;br /&gt;And pull us through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the end&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;Of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proclaim eternal victory&lt;br /&gt;Come on and change the course of history&lt;br /&gt;And pull us through&lt;br /&gt;And pull us through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the end&lt;br /&gt;This is the end&lt;br /&gt;Of the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah...the dramatic rock pomp of Muse tends to remind me of Queen, which is a great thing as far as I'm concerned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a bit of a nerdy mastering note that is applicable to the studio version of this song, I find it appalling that Muse's albums experience high frequency cutoff due to the sound engineer's desire to keep the album loud at all times.  The "loudness war" as its called really has a way of spoiling one's enjoyment of a record when it's quite obvious that the sound from a record is mushy compared to a live rendition of a song.  One can only hope for a properly remastered release of their work sometime in the future.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-5632239464986572563?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/5632239464986572563/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/12/muse-apocalypse-please.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/5632239464986572563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/5632239464986572563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/12/muse-apocalypse-please.html' title='Muse - Apocalypse Please'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-9184715271353057277</id><published>2010-11-22T19:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T19:17:47.346-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The XX'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Gorillaz'/><title type='text'>The Gorillaz - Crystalized (An XX Cover)</title><content type='html'>Here is an extra melancholy take on The XX's Crystalized, as performed for the BBC 1 Radio Live Lounge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7CrahuW5fsc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3"&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/7CrahuW5fsc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feature=player_embedded&amp;version=3" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’ve applied the pressure&lt;br /&gt;To have me crystalised&lt;br /&gt;And you’ve got the faith&lt;br /&gt;That I can bring paradise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ll forgive and forget&lt;br /&gt;Before I’m paralyzed&lt;br /&gt;Do I have to keep up the pace&lt;br /&gt;To keep you satisfied&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things have gotten closer to the sun&lt;br /&gt;And I’ve done things in small doses&lt;br /&gt;So don’t think that I’m pushing you away&lt;br /&gt;When you’re the one that I’ve kept closest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don’t move slow&lt;br /&gt;Taking steps in my direction&lt;br /&gt;The sound resounds, echo&lt;br /&gt;Does it lessen your affection&lt;br /&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say I’m foolish&lt;br /&gt;For pushing this aside&lt;br /&gt;But burn down our home&lt;br /&gt;I won't leave alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glaciers have melted to the sea&lt;br /&gt;I wish the tide would take me over&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been down on my knees&lt;br /&gt;And you just keep on getting closer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go slow, go slow, go slow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-9184715271353057277?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/9184715271353057277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/11/gorillaz-crystalized-xx-cover.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/9184715271353057277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/9184715271353057277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/11/gorillaz-crystalized-xx-cover.html' title='The Gorillaz - Crystalized (An XX Cover)'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-2882566204240896219</id><published>2010-09-13T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T22:25:46.832-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Edward Sharpe'/><title type='text'>Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - Home</title><content type='html'>I heard this song on the radio this morning and it re-emerged in my head a few hours ago.  After trying to figure out where it initially came from, I headed over to 100.5 The Peak FM's website and started going through their Top 30 list and realized I should have started higher up...but hey, I found the song!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3HNY0rx2fw4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&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/3HNY0rx2fw4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from the YouTube video details: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her:]&lt;br /&gt;Alabama, Arkansas,&lt;br /&gt;I do love my ma and pa,&lt;br /&gt;Not the way that I do love you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Him:]&lt;br /&gt;Holy, Moley, me, oh my,&lt;br /&gt;You're the apple of my eye,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I've never loved one like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her:]&lt;br /&gt;Man oh man you're my best friend,&lt;br /&gt;I scream it to the nothingness,&lt;br /&gt;There ain't nothing that I need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Him:]&lt;br /&gt;Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie,&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ,&lt;br /&gt;Ain't nothing please me more than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home. Let me come home&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la, take me home.&lt;br /&gt;Mother, I'm coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Him:]&lt;br /&gt;I'll follow you into the park,&lt;br /&gt;Through the jungle through the dark,&lt;br /&gt;Girl I never loved one like you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her:]&lt;br /&gt;Moats and boats and waterfalls,&lt;br /&gt;Alley-ways and pay phone calls,&lt;br /&gt;I've been everywhere with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(That's true!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Him:]&lt;br /&gt;We laugh until we think we'll die,&lt;br /&gt;Barefoot on a summer night&lt;br /&gt;Nothin' new is sweeter than with you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her:]&lt;br /&gt;And in the streets you run afree,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's only you and me,&lt;br /&gt;Geez, you're something to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home! Let me go home!&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you!&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home! Let me go ho-oh-ome!&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la, take me home.&lt;br /&gt;Daddy, I'm coming home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Talking)&lt;br /&gt;Him: Jade&lt;br /&gt;Her: Alexander&lt;br /&gt;Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?&lt;br /&gt;Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?&lt;br /&gt;Her: Yes I do.&lt;br /&gt;Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night.&lt;br /&gt;Her: What didn't you tell me?&lt;br /&gt;Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home. Let me go home.&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.&lt;br /&gt;Home is where I'm alone with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Him:]&lt;br /&gt;Home. Let me come home.&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her:]&lt;br /&gt;Ahh home. Yes I am ho-oh-ome.&lt;br /&gt;Home is when I'm alone with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Her:]&lt;br /&gt;Alabama, Arkansas,&lt;br /&gt;I do love my ma and pa...&lt;br /&gt;Moats and boats and waterfalls,&lt;br /&gt;Alley-ways and pay phone calls...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Both:]&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home. Let me go home.&lt;br /&gt;Home is wherever I'm with you.&lt;br /&gt;Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.&lt;br /&gt;Home is where I'm alone with you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-2882566204240896219?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/2882566204240896219/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/09/edward-sharpe-and-magnetic-zeros-home.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2882566204240896219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2882566204240896219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/09/edward-sharpe-and-magnetic-zeros-home.html' title='Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros - Home'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-5055028336246932655</id><published>2010-08-01T13:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-01T13:21:13.711-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arcade Fire'/><title type='text'>The Arcade Fire - Ready to Start</title><content type='html'>From their third album, The Suburbs, which I must say has an impressive thematical consistency in its lyrics, comes their latest single, "Ready to Start":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="289"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OSiQMClfa1A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&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/OSiQMClfa1A&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="289"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the businessmen drink my blood,&lt;br /&gt;like the kids in art school said they would...&lt;br /&gt;Then I guess I'll just begin again.&lt;br /&gt;You say, "can we still be friends?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was scared, I would&lt;br /&gt;and if I was bored,&lt;br /&gt;you know I would.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was yours...but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the kids have always known,&lt;br /&gt;that the emperor wears no clothes, &lt;br /&gt;but they bow down to him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's better than being alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was scared, I would&lt;br /&gt;and if I was bored,&lt;br /&gt;you know I would.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was yours...but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you're knocking at my door,&lt;br /&gt;saying "Please come out with us tonight."&lt;br /&gt;But I would rather be alone,&lt;br /&gt;than pretend I feel alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If the businessmen drink my blood,&lt;br /&gt;like the kids in art school said they would...&lt;br /&gt;Then I guess I'll just begin again.&lt;br /&gt;You say, "can we still be friends?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was scared, I would&lt;br /&gt;and if I was bored,&lt;br /&gt;you know I would.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was yours...but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I was scared, I would&lt;br /&gt;and if I was bored,&lt;br /&gt;you know I would.&lt;br /&gt;And if I was yours...but I'm not.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to start!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to start...&lt;br /&gt;I would rather be wrong, &lt;br /&gt;than live in the shadows of your song.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is open wide and now I'm ready to start.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready to start.&lt;br /&gt;My mind is open wide and now I'm ready to start.&lt;br /&gt;You're not sure, you open the door, and step out into the dark.&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm ready.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-5055028336246932655?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/5055028336246932655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/08/arcade-fire-ready-to-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/5055028336246932655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/5055028336246932655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/08/arcade-fire-ready-to-start.html' title='The Arcade Fire - Ready to Start'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-119810803066918142</id><published>2010-05-30T19:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:03:51.465-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Owen Pallett'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Final Fantasy'/><title type='text'>Owen Pallett - E is for Estranged</title><content type='html'>I recently saw Owen Pallett, formerly known as Final Fantasy, live at The Vogue a few weeks prior and was blown away by the quality of his performance.  He's practically a one man band with all his peddle controlled equipment, save for the occasional help on a few tracks.  Here's one my favourite tracks from his latest release, Heartland, titled "E is for Estranged":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BYEhO-dSRcM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/BYEhO-dSRcM&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boys run like water from the barrel to the trough, they'll never stop their running&lt;br /&gt;Gunning for their brothers&lt;br /&gt;This house is a hostel, it is peaceful, but it's always emptying&lt;br /&gt;Boys all want to be someone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar&lt;br /&gt;Feeding the facts to false fires&lt;br /&gt;Pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire&lt;br /&gt;(But I'll score your string ensemble)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw my son at seventeen, the shudders made projections on his naked frame&lt;br /&gt;But now at twenty-five, he simply cannot stay away from the ketamine&lt;br /&gt;With make-up on his sores, he spends an hour a day composing little eulogies&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes he sends me letters, but they're mostly garbled phrases and apologies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't you heard? I am a flightless bird, I am a liar&lt;br /&gt;Feeding facts to a false fire&lt;br /&gt;The pathos is borne, borne out of bullshit in formal attire&lt;br /&gt;(Queue the Bulgarian men's choir)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-119810803066918142?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/119810803066918142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/05/owen-pallett-e-is-for-estranged.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/119810803066918142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/119810803066918142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/05/owen-pallett-e-is-for-estranged.html' title='Owen Pallett - E is for Estranged'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3181788600663004222</id><published>2010-05-13T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:04:42.746-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The National'/><title type='text'>The National - Bloodbuzz Ohio</title><content type='html'>The first single from their finest work yet, "High Violet", here's a video for The National's 'Bloodbuzz Ohio':&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11653518&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=11653518&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/11653518"&gt;The National - "Bloodbuzz Ohio" (official video)&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/thenational"&gt;The National&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, there will be a streaming YouTube concert broadcast May 15th at 5pm PST at http://www.youtube.com/thenationalvevo  It should be fantastic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand up straight at the foot of your love,&lt;br /&gt;I lift my shirt up&lt;br /&gt;Stand up straight at the foot of your love,&lt;br /&gt;I lift my shirt up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was carried to Ohio in a swarm of bees&lt;br /&gt;I never married, but Ohio don't remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lay my head at the hood of your car,&lt;br /&gt;I take it too far&lt;br /&gt;Lay my head at the hood of your car,&lt;br /&gt;I take it too far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still owe money, to the money, to the money I owe&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about love, when I thought about home&lt;br /&gt;I still owe money, to the money, to the money I owe&lt;br /&gt;The floors are falling out from everybody I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz, yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz, God I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was carried to Ohio in a swarm of bees&lt;br /&gt;I never married, but Ohio don't remember me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still owe money, to the money, to the money I owe&lt;br /&gt;I never thought about love, when I thought about home&lt;br /&gt;I still owe money, to the money, to the money I owe&lt;br /&gt;The floors are falling out from everybody I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz, yes I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz, God I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a bloodbuzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-3181788600663004222?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3181788600663004222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-bloodbuzz-ohio.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3181788600663004222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3181788600663004222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/05/national-bloodbuzz-ohio.html' title='The National - Bloodbuzz Ohio'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-1043035411130872611</id><published>2010-04-21T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:03:22.105-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rural Alberta Advantage'/><title type='text'>Rural Alberta Advantage - In the Summertime</title><content type='html'>Thanks to &lt;a href=http://tidbitstoconsume.wordpress.com/&gt;Jozie&lt;/a&gt; for telling me about this fantastic band from Alberta!  I ended up buying the CD right away after hearing the following song.  Heck, after listening to the album, I bought the vinyl right away.  Here's the simple and sweet closer of their debut album, &lt;a href=http://store.saddle-creek.com/Merchant2/merchant.mvc?Screen=CTGY&amp;Store_Code=SCOS&amp;Category_Code=The_Rural_Alberta_Advantage&gt;"Hometowns"&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/e-bSQWRM7_I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/e-bSQWRM7_I&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the summertime,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the stars were aligned&lt;br /&gt;Stumble onto something we would like&lt;br /&gt;and I'm afraid I lost the words tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in your summer dress I was holding you,&lt;br /&gt;but you were holding less&lt;br /&gt;It's not the words, it's the ones you stress&lt;br /&gt;I love you is I love you just don't love me less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;I know our hearts beat out of time&lt;br /&gt;And once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;I know they'll fall back in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in the summertime,&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if the stars were aligned&lt;br /&gt;Stumble onto something we would like,&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid I lost the words tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when we're middle-aged,&lt;br /&gt;Tell me I loved you like a renegade,&lt;br /&gt;And how I say the things that make you sway&lt;br /&gt;Mostly told you you did the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;I know our hearts beat out of time&lt;br /&gt;And once in a while,&lt;br /&gt;I know they'll fall back in line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;Our love is strong&lt;br /&gt;While my heart's still pumping blood&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-1043035411130872611?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/1043035411130872611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/04/rural-alberta-advantage-in-summertime.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/1043035411130872611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/1043035411130872611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/04/rural-alberta-advantage-in-summertime.html' title='Rural Alberta Advantage - In the Summertime'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-4997743660345834650</id><published>2010-03-25T22:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T22:35:36.755-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editors'/><title type='text'>Editors - No Sound But the Wind</title><content type='html'>I've been reading Cormac McCarthy's 'The Road' over the last few days and this song from the Editors came to mind.  It was actually inspired by the book, but as some of you may know, it appeared on the 'Twilight: New Moon' soundtrack in an altered form.  Said soundtrack is strangely awesome.  Anyway, here's a live performance of the song with most of the original lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VkOzn8i_I_0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/VkOzn8i_I_0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can never go home, son &lt;br /&gt;We no longer have one &lt;br /&gt;I'll help you carry the load&lt;br /&gt;I'll carry you in my arms&lt;br /&gt;We walk through the ash, &lt;br /&gt;And the charred remains of our country &lt;br /&gt;Keep an eye on my back&lt;br /&gt;I'll keep an eye on the road &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;We will keep it alight together &lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;This road won't go on forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say shut your eyes&lt;br /&gt;If I say look away &lt;br /&gt;Bury your face in my shoulder &lt;br /&gt;Think of a birthday &lt;br /&gt;The things you put in your head &lt;br /&gt;They won't stay here forever &lt;br /&gt;I'm trying hard to hide your soul, son &lt;br /&gt;From things it's not meant to see &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;To keep it alight together &lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;This road cant go on forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;To keep it alight together &lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;This road wont go on forever &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I say shut your eyes &lt;br /&gt;If I say shut your eyes &lt;br /&gt;Bury me in surprise&lt;br /&gt;If I say shut your eyes &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;To keep it alight together &lt;br /&gt;Help me to carry the fire &lt;br /&gt;This road wont go on forever&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-4997743660345834650?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4997743660345834650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/03/editors-no-sound-but-wind.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4997743660345834650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4997743660345834650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/03/editors-no-sound-but-wind.html' title='Editors - No Sound But the Wind'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-4642598968329702561</id><published>2010-03-11T21:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-11T22:52:22.903-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spoon'/><title type='text'>Spoon - The Underdog</title><content type='html'>From their masterful 2007 release, "Ga Ga Ga Ga Ga", here is Spoon's, "The Underdog": &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/q1hZVDLkJDc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/q1hZVDLkJDc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture yourself in a living room&lt;br /&gt;Your pipe and slippers set out for you&lt;br /&gt;I know you think that it ain’t too far&lt;br /&gt;But I hear a call of a lifetime ring&lt;br /&gt;Felt the need to get up for it&lt;br /&gt;And cut out the middle man&lt;br /&gt;Get free from the middle man&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got no time for the messenger&lt;br /&gt;Got no regard for the thing that you don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;You got no fear of the underdog&lt;br /&gt;That’s why you will not survive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna forget how convention fits&lt;br /&gt;But can I get out from under it&lt;br /&gt;Can I cut it out of me&lt;br /&gt;It can’t all be wedding cake&lt;br /&gt;It can’t all be boiled away&lt;br /&gt;I try but I can’t let go of it&lt;br /&gt;Can’t let go of it, nuh uh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause you don’t talk to the waterboy&lt;br /&gt;And there’s so much you could learn but you don’t want to know&lt;br /&gt;You will not back up an inch ever&lt;br /&gt;That’s why you will not survive&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The thing that I tell you now&lt;br /&gt;It may not go over well&lt;br /&gt;It may not be photo op &lt;br /&gt;The way that I spell it out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you won’t hear from the messenger&lt;br /&gt;Don’t wanna know ‘bout some thing that you don’t understand&lt;br /&gt;You got no fear of the underdog&lt;br /&gt;That’s why you will not survive&lt;br /&gt;Right!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-4642598968329702561?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4642598968329702561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/03/spoon-underdog.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4642598968329702561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4642598968329702561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/03/spoon-underdog.html' title='Spoon - The Underdog'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-7664642266161484784</id><published>2010-02-28T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T21:13:25.337-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jonsi'/><title type='text'>Jonsi - Go Quiet trailer</title><content type='html'>Included in the Limited and Digital Special Editions of Jonsi's(lead singer of Sigur Ros) upcoming solo release, Go Quiet is a film consisting of acoustic versions of tracks from his album, Go performed in the midst of post New Year's party cleanup procrastination.  Directed by the same person who did Sigur Ros' Heima documentary, it looks and sounds amazing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9670406&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9670406&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9670406"&gt;jónsi - "go quiet"&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/jonsi"&gt;Jónsi&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trailer aside, here's the latest single from Go, Go Do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9289064&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=9289064&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=0&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=ffffff&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" width="400" height="225"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/9289064"&gt;Jónsi - Go Do&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/jonsi"&gt;Jónsi&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go sing, too loud&lt;br /&gt;Make your voice break - Sing it out&lt;br /&gt;Go scream, do shout &lt;br /&gt;Make an earthquake...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish fire, would die and turn colder&lt;br /&gt;You wish, your love, could see you grow older&lt;br /&gt;We should always know that we can do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go drum, do go out&lt;br /&gt;Make your hands ache - Play it out&lt;br /&gt;Go march through crowds&lt;br /&gt;Make your day break...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wish silence, released noise in tremors&lt;br /&gt;You wish, I know it, surrender to summers&lt;br /&gt;We should always know that we can do everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do, you'll know how to&lt;br /&gt;Just let yourself, fall into landslide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do, you'll know how to&lt;br /&gt;Just let yourself, give into low tide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tie strings to clouds &lt;br /&gt;Make your own lake - Let it flow&lt;br /&gt;Throw seeds to sprout&lt;br /&gt;Make your own break - Let them grow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let them grow (Endless summers)&lt;br /&gt;Let them grow (Endless summers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Go do endless summers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will survive, will never stop wonders&lt;br /&gt;You and sunrise will never fall under&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You will survive, will never stop wonders&lt;br /&gt;You and sunrise will never fall under&lt;br /&gt;We should always know that we can do anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go do!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-7664642266161484784?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7664642266161484784/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/02/jonsi-go-quiet-trailer.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7664642266161484784'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7664642266161484784'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/02/jonsi-go-quiet-trailer.html' title='Jonsi - Go Quiet trailer'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-8813803614015416083</id><published>2010-02-18T20:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T21:05:18.239-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dan Mangan'/><title type='text'>Dan Mangan - Robots</title><content type='html'>Off of his latest album, "Nice, Very Nice", is this rather catchy folk/country-esque song.  No, I have no idea what this video has to do in relation to lyrics...assuming there's any relation to be had:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aRcXULN6mp4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/aRcXULN6mp4&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="335"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what you've been told&lt;br /&gt;But I don't get out much these days&lt;br /&gt;Waking young and feeling old&lt;br /&gt;The days are no longer my own&lt;br /&gt;To piss away the waking hours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't, don't, don't&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them go&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't, don't, don't&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them go to waste&lt;br /&gt;The fire in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Is fleeting now&lt;br /&gt;Your robot heart is bleeding&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried to be the robot king&lt;br /&gt;And settled for a robot boy&lt;br /&gt;Ring the bells that still can ring&lt;br /&gt;And sing your stupid head off to&lt;br /&gt;The ones who are not listening&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But don't, don't, don't&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them go&lt;br /&gt;Don't, don't, don't, don't&lt;br /&gt;Don't let them go to waste&lt;br /&gt;The fire in my eye&lt;br /&gt;Is fleeting now&lt;br /&gt;Your robot heart is bleeding out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've spent half of my life&lt;br /&gt;In the customer service line&lt;br /&gt;Flaws in the design&lt;br /&gt;A sign of the times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that little voice&lt;br /&gt;In the back of your mind&lt;br /&gt;Just wants you to know&lt;br /&gt;Just hopes that you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robots need love too&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robots need love too&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robots need love too&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Robots need love too&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;br /&gt;They want to be loved by you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-8813803614015416083?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/8813803614015416083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/02/dan-mangan-robots.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/8813803614015416083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/8813803614015416083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/02/dan-mangan-robots.html' title='Dan Mangan - Robots'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-4775874263720113153</id><published>2010-01-14T16:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-14T17:08:04.511-08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Top 10 Albums of 2009</title><content type='html'>It's the year of AAMMMMPPXXYYYs! apparently. Most of the artists in my top 10 were featured at some point on this music blog. In alphabetical order:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Animal Collective - Merriweather Post Pavillion&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0--88LFOrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/J4Z8Qf5dGyY/s1600-h/0000443787_75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0--88LFOrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/J4Z8Qf5dGyY/s200/0000443787_75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766030158772914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off 2009 with a bang, this trio released an album with almost unanimous critical acclaim for their collection of rhythmic chaos. Containing lyrical themes relating to being separated from significant others while touring, masturbation, and onwards to trying to the lead singer cheering up a brother after the death of their father, the majority of tracks on this album are quite catchy in wild, pop-py sort of way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: My Girls, Lion in a Coma, Brothersport&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The Antlers - Hospice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_IdSqZUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4xhGH9nudW8/s1600-h/54168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_IdSqZUI/AAAAAAAAAGg/4xhGH9nudW8/s200/54168.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766228027499842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An album inspired by the personal experiences of various individuals, Hospice is a mournful, but beautiful rock album that touches on human empathy. In particular, how its grasp can keep us holding on too long. If I had to choose one album for 2009, this would be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Kettering, Atrophy, Two, Wake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Matthew Good - Vancouver&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_SUkSaaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7a4G0mRgbLE/s1600-h/mzi_ebtqijzx_100x100-75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_SUkSaaI/AAAAAAAAAGo/7a4G0mRgbLE/s200/mzi_ebtqijzx_100x100-75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766397484198306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Matthew Good's fourth solo work, Vancouver revolves around the problems relating to this city, while touching on other topics such as the war in the middle east, and his own personal struggle with bipolar disorder. While some of his tracks are somewhat reminiscent of previous works in terms of the melody, his lyrical and vocal prowess maintain the originality of his music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Volcanoes, A Silent Army in the Trees, The Vancouver National Anthem, Empty's Theme Park&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Metric - Fantasies&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_ZXN-OOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oST5gTaRaSo/s1600-h/itunes_store_metric_fantasies_help_i_m_alive.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_ZXN-OOI/AAAAAAAAAGw/oST5gTaRaSo/s200/itunes_store_metric_fantasies_help_i_m_alive.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766518454991074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fourth effort from this fine rock group continues with a series of rock anthems primarily relating to love or the lack of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Sick Muse, Blindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Mew - No More Stories Are Told...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_feEuYRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eYKZu_xl1-s/s1600-h/mew-no_more_stories.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_feEuYRI/AAAAAAAAAG4/eYKZu_xl1-s/s200/mew-no_more_stories.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766623374467346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another great Dutch act with catchy melodies and high pitched male vocals, Mew deliver a wonderful sonic experience worthy of excess praise from your's truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Beach, Silas the Magic Car, Cartoons and Macreme Wounds, Reprise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Muse - The Resistance&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_kT7LHyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q_3kBDrWUus/s1600-h/muse-resistance-front-c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_kT7LHyI/AAAAAAAAAHA/q_3kBDrWUus/s200/muse-resistance-front-c.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766706549399330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah Muse, their anthemic, perhaps over the top, rock-ery never ceases to entertain! Containing a series of mostly hard line rock, leading into the final three tracks, all of which are movements that combine into a ballsy 12 minute symphony, Muse earned their spot in this year's top ten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: The Resistance, Undisclosed Desires, MK Ultra&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Patrick Watson - Wooden Arms&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_pVq5L_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/b4LVsZYbakY/s1600-h/mzi_oojjfupa_100x100-75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_pVq5L_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/b4LVsZYbakY/s200/mzi_oojjfupa_100x100-75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766792917331954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The band, Patrick Watson, led by the lead, Patrick Watson, displays their brand of Eastern Canadian folk intertwined with string instrumentals with this fine effort. Opening with the wonderful song, Fireweed, Patrick Watson takes us into a lush soundscape through his voice and through the traditional and not so traditional sounds(think the sound of a bike being hit) generated by his bandmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Fireweed, Beijing, Wooden Arms, Machinery of the Heavens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Phoenix - Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_ueSlEGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6TvkcUfCNaI/s1600-h/phoenix_fr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_ueSlEGI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/6TvkcUfCNaI/s200/phoenix_fr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766881130614882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fun romp through indie pop rock land, Phoenix brings about a series of mostly jump inducing songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: 1901, Lisztomania, Love Like a Sunset, Armistice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;The XX - The XX&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_yd9SSrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W9H0c-4A2aA/s1600-h/mzi_sanbexwv_100x100-75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_yd9SSrI/AAAAAAAAAHY/W9H0c-4A2aA/s200/mzi_sanbexwv_100x100-75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426766949760780978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the byproduct of four 20 year olds and their views of love. Strong instrumental melodies in conjunction with male and female vocals singing in tandem, makes it a very compelling listen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Intro, Islands, Heart Skipped a Beat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yeah Yeah Yeahs - It's Blitz!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_3T4DTtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0olC8DJOjug/s1600-h/mzi_gcicgujl_100x100-75.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0-_3T4DTtI/AAAAAAAAAHg/0olC8DJOjug/s200/mzi_gcicgujl_100x100-75.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426767032953818834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boy, I should have stuck to just listing the albums instead of figuring a blurb for each. This is a fun rock album. The lead singer has an eccentric wardrobe, which makes for interesting live performances. Yes, this is a fun rock album(with some sad tunes here and there). Alright, I'm done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stand out tracks: Heads Will Roll, Dull Life, Runaway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALBUM OF THE DECADE&lt;/b&gt;: There's too many amazing albums released in the last 10 years to settle with one. I mean, just look at the runner's up for 2009 alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Collective - Fall Be Kind EP&lt;br /&gt;Arctic Monkeys - Humbug&lt;br /&gt;Bat For Lashes - Two Suns&lt;br /&gt;Bear in Heaven - Beast Rest Mouth Forth&lt;br /&gt;Black Mold/Chad VanGaalen - Snow Blindness is Crystal Antz&lt;br /&gt;British Sea Power - Man of Aran Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;Dark Was the Night compilation&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Projectors - Bitte Orca&lt;br /&gt;The Decemberists - The Hazards of Love&lt;br /&gt;Editors - In This Light and On This Evening / Cuttings II&lt;br /&gt;Flaming Lips - Embryonic&lt;br /&gt;Four Color - Air Curtain&lt;br /&gt;Grizzly Bear - Veckatimist&lt;br /&gt;Jonsi &amp;amp; Alex - Riceboy Sleeps&lt;br /&gt;Julian Casablancas - 11th Dimension&lt;br /&gt;Julian Plenti - Skyscraper Is...&lt;br /&gt;Kasabian - West Rider Pauper Lunatic Asylum&lt;br /&gt;K'naan - Troubadour&lt;br /&gt;K-os - Yes!&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse - No One's First and You're Next EP&lt;br /&gt;Olafur Arnalds - Found Songs EP&lt;br /&gt;The Prodigy - Invaders Must Die&lt;br /&gt;Rammstein - Liebe ist für alle da&lt;br /&gt;Regina Spektor - Far&lt;br /&gt;Share - Slumping in Your Murals&lt;br /&gt;St. Vincent - Actor&lt;br /&gt;Tegan and Sara - Sainthood&lt;br /&gt;Thao with the Get Down Stay Down - Get Better, Learn Faster&lt;br /&gt;Tiesto - Kaleidoscope&lt;br /&gt;Twilight Saga: New Moon OST&lt;br /&gt;Wolfmother - Cosmic Egg&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for 2010, it's looking pretty good too, as the following acts are expected to release new material:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arcade Fire&lt;br /&gt;Broken Social Scene&lt;br /&gt;Gorillaz - Plastic Beach&lt;br /&gt;Hawksley Workman - With two albums: Milk and Meat. This guy is a musical work horse!&lt;br /&gt;Interpol&lt;br /&gt;Jonsi from Sigur Ros - Go&lt;br /&gt;Keane - in EP form&lt;br /&gt;MGMT - Congratulations, the follow up to the brilliant Oracular Spectacular&lt;br /&gt;The National&lt;br /&gt;Olafur Arnalds&lt;br /&gt;Radiohead - supposedly cooking something up in the studio as you read this, although they could be sleeping, eating, and doing other things&lt;br /&gt;Ratatat - Their fourth album was reportedly mostly recorded during the production of last year's LP3, so it's quite likely we'll hear new material from them&lt;br /&gt;Spoon - Transference, coming in January!&lt;br /&gt;Stars&lt;br /&gt;Thom Yorke - He debuted several new songs this year at some impromptu shows in LA, so it's a safe bet that his second solo album will make an appearance in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;Tokyo Police Club&lt;br /&gt;Vampire Weekend - Contra, also coming in January!&lt;br /&gt;Zeus&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-4775874263720113153?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4775874263720113153/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-top-10-albums-of-2009.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4775874263720113153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4775874263720113153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-top-10-albums-of-2009.html' title='My Top 10 Albums of 2009'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/S0--88LFOrI/AAAAAAAAAGY/J4Z8Qf5dGyY/s72-c/0000443787_75.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-6553010865540147655</id><published>2009-12-29T18:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T18:15:07.619-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mew'/><title type='text'>Mew - Zookeeper's Boy</title><content type='html'>From their album, 'And the Glass Handed Kites'.  I recently saw them in concert and was struck not only by the quality of their performance, but also the multimedia presentation that accompanied their songs.  This was seemingly the best recording that I could find that demonstrates their performance:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v7amXYrAtdc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/v7amXYrAtdc&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I don't make it back from the city, &lt;br /&gt;Then it is only because I am drawn away.&lt;br /&gt;For you see, evidently there's a dark storm coming, &lt;br /&gt;And the chain on my swing is squeaking like a mouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you my lady, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're tall just like a giraffe, &lt;br /&gt;You have to climb to find it's head.&lt;br /&gt;But if there's a glitch, you're an ostrich, &lt;br /&gt;You've got your head in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a submersible I can hardly breathe, &lt;br /&gt;As it takes me inside, so the light sings.&lt;br /&gt;Answer me truthfully, do the clouds kiss you?&lt;br /&gt;With meringue-coloured hair, I know they cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So are you my lady, are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain.)&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa Ana winds bring seasickness&lt;br /&gt;Zookeeper hear me out:&lt;br /&gt;How dare you go? (Cold in the rain.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tall just like a giraffe, &lt;br /&gt;You have to climb to find it's head.&lt;br /&gt;But if there's a glitch, you're an ostrich, &lt;br /&gt;You've got your head in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you?&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you? (The rain is falling down, the cars remain.)&lt;br /&gt;Are you my lady, are you? (I could not be seen with you, working half the time)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-6553010865540147655?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6553010865540147655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/12/mew-zookeepers-boy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6553010865540147655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6553010865540147655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/12/mew-zookeepers-boy.html' title='Mew - Zookeeper&apos;s Boy'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-4008691958152855343</id><published>2009-12-08T07:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T07:56:54.419-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Editors'/><title type='text'>Editors - This House is Full of Noise</title><content type='html'>This track is from the "In This Light and in this Evening" Deluxe Edition B-Side disc, "Cuttings II". It's wild, but I wish the mastering job didn't turn the track into compressed mush during the climatic parts!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gyUNkkU0QnQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/gyUNkkU0QnQ&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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;br /&gt;Baby, don't go and lose it again&lt;br /&gt;You would always run out of the sun and into the rain&lt;br /&gt;This house just creeps, it won't let you sleep&lt;br /&gt;All that noise, there in your brain, won't give you peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says:&lt;br /&gt;"I won't let you go where there's rivers or townfolk&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you see 'cause you're safe here, safe here with me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby, don't go, and love him again&lt;br /&gt;You will always leap into a fire, into a flame&lt;br /&gt;This house just aches to keep you safe&lt;br /&gt;You're in every single thing&lt;br /&gt;You're in the walls, you're in the space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says:&lt;br /&gt;"I won't let you go where there's rivers or townfolk&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you see 'cause you're safe here, safe here with me"&lt;br /&gt;"I won't let you go where there's rivers or townfolk&lt;br /&gt;I won't let you see 'cause you're safe here, safe here with me"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your friends know you can't pay your debts&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your friends know you can't pay your debts&lt;br /&gt;Don't let your friends know you can't pay your debts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-4008691958152855343?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4008691958152855343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/12/editors-this-house-is-full-of-noise.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4008691958152855343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4008691958152855343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/12/editors-this-house-is-full-of-noise.html' title='Editors - This House is Full of Noise'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3394760599649597299</id><published>2009-11-20T00:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T00:29:23.706-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Patrick Watson'/><title type='text'>Patrick Watson - Fireweed</title><content type='html'>What a great way to open an album!  Fireweed comes from the band's 2009 Polaris Prize nominated album, Wooden Arms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GGRV60jAfL0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&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/GGRV60jAfL0&amp;hl=en_US&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all the flames in the morning&lt;br /&gt;The quiet ashes fell for hours and hours&lt;br /&gt;In the morning rise &lt;br /&gt;Oh we planted our skin &lt;br /&gt;Like a seed in the ground&lt;br /&gt;So we dug us a hole&lt;br /&gt;And planted our skin&lt;br /&gt;Like a seed in the ground&lt;br /&gt;To grow again&lt;br /&gt;Where the fireweeds grow&lt;br /&gt;Where the fireweeds grow&lt;br /&gt;Where the fireweeds grow&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-3394760599649597299?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3394760599649597299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/patrick-watson-fireweed.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3394760599649597299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3394760599649597299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/11/patrick-watson-fireweed.html' title='Patrick Watson - Fireweed'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-6968917193336472379</id><published>2009-10-24T20:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:05:22.631-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='matthew good'/><title type='text'>Matthew Good - Empty's Theme Park</title><content type='html'>From the grower that is his fourth solo album, Vancouver, comes this fantastic closer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zkqVapPrPOc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/zkqVapPrPOc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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;br /&gt;Used to steal real estate signs&lt;br /&gt;Cookie keep them in her basement&lt;br /&gt;Used to stay up all night&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry set a replacement&lt;br /&gt;Ya, I've seen that door&lt;br /&gt;And I've walked through it both ways before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I live just around here&lt;br /&gt;I sleep just around here&lt;br /&gt;I wake up every day&lt;br /&gt;Where my feet hit the floor in exactly the same place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me will I love?&lt;br /&gt;Tell me will it be enough?&lt;br /&gt;Or tell me will I stay&lt;br /&gt;With my feet in exactly the same place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'd never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Bear it like you'd never let it show&lt;br /&gt;Shine a light and so never let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I grew up just around here&lt;br /&gt;And I took a few just around here&lt;br /&gt;And I'd wake up every day&lt;br /&gt;With poison in my head behind exactly the same face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me will I dream?&lt;br /&gt;And tell me will it be serene?&lt;br /&gt;Or tell me will I stay&lt;br /&gt;With my feet in exactly the same place?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hold me like you'd never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Bear it like you'd never let it show&lt;br /&gt;Shine a light and so never let me go&lt;br /&gt;Never let me go&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-6968917193336472379?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6968917193336472379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/matthew-good-emptys-theme-park.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6968917193336472379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6968917193336472379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/10/matthew-good-emptys-theme-park.html' title='Matthew Good - Empty&apos;s Theme Park'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-7243439131914488401</id><published>2009-09-05T17:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T21:43:50.669-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Modest Mouse'/><title type='text'>Modest Mouse - King Rat</title><content type='html'>With Bumbershoot in mind, this track is featured on their recently released "No One's First and You're Next" EP.  The video itself was directed by Heath Ledger.  A higher quality, but non-embeddable version of both the audio and video can be found &lt;a href=http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DQLhWqek7i0&amp;feature=fvst&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.  I love the manic parts of this song!:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qhCofCrrBts&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/qhCofCrrBts&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, I love this shit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spun like birds on fire&lt;br /&gt;Right down towards the residence, and I&lt;br /&gt;I took all that I desired&lt;br /&gt;Even crooks have to pay the rent&lt;br /&gt;We swam like rats on fire&lt;br /&gt;Right, right down the reservoir&lt;br /&gt;We took all that we could carry&lt;br /&gt;But we tried to carry more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, you know, you know it all went wrong&lt;br /&gt;And you know, you know, you know it was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We choked on straight tap water&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm going to have to try the real thing&lt;br /&gt;I took your laugh by the collar&lt;br /&gt;And it knew not to swing&lt;br /&gt;Any time I tried an honest job&lt;br /&gt;Well, the till had a hole in it, ha-ha&lt;br /&gt;We laughed about paying rent&lt;br /&gt;Because the county jails, they're free&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you know, you know, you know it was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;You know, you know, you know it was all wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep water, deep water&lt;br /&gt;Senseless denial&lt;br /&gt;I went down like a rag doll, rage of a child&lt;br /&gt;Deep water, deep water&lt;br /&gt;Senseless denial&lt;br /&gt;I went down like a rag doll, rage of a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again.&lt;br /&gt;I said it looks like it's time to use my feet again&lt;br /&gt;Well I just spent my last one hundred dollars&lt;br /&gt;And, I'll pay my bail again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I don't care&lt;br /&gt;Oh, how I just don't care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep water, deep water&lt;br /&gt;Senseless denial&lt;br /&gt;I went down like a rag doll, shook by a child&lt;br /&gt;Deep water, deep water&lt;br /&gt;Senseless denial&lt;br /&gt;I went down like a bird dog rats of a child&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, King Rat has me on his list again&lt;br /&gt;I can never be on the fence again&lt;br /&gt;I found out this old man's mouth opened like an organ&lt;br /&gt;And he&lt;br /&gt;Talk, talk, talk, talk, talked to them again&lt;br /&gt;Honest, even when I cheated them&lt;br /&gt;I could owe them my heart&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep water, deep water&lt;br /&gt;This senseless denial&lt;br /&gt;I got fed like a fist, full of open smiles&lt;br /&gt;Dew water, deep water&lt;br /&gt;Oh, senseless denial&lt;br /&gt;I got fed a fist by that con fuck "styles"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, well&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to say for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;I said, well, well&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;I said well, well, well, well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucky, lucky, lucky, lucky me again&lt;br /&gt;I hardly knew I should use my feet again&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to say for yourself?&lt;br /&gt;What do you have to say for yourself?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-7243439131914488401?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7243439131914488401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/09/modest-mouse-king-rat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7243439131914488401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7243439131914488401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/09/modest-mouse-king-rat.html' title='Modest Mouse - King Rat'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-7716099581975360863</id><published>2009-08-30T19:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T19:47:55.035-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arcade Fire'/><title type='text'>Arcade Fire - Crown of Love</title><content type='html'>My brother recently asked to check out my Arcade Fire albums, which in turn resulted in me listening to Funeral again.  Here's an oldie but a goodie, Crown of Love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kxkK06HlgqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/kxkK06HlgqA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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;br /&gt;They say it fades if you let it&lt;br /&gt;Love was made to forget it&lt;br /&gt;I carved your name across my eyelids&lt;br /&gt;You pray for rain, I pray for blindness&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still want me, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;The crown of love has fallen from me&lt;br /&gt;If you still want me, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Because the spark is not within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I snuffed it out before my mom walked in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing that you keep changing&lt;br /&gt;Is your name, my love keeps growing&lt;br /&gt;Still the same, just like a cancer&lt;br /&gt;And you won't give me a straight answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still want me, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;The crown of love has fallen from me&lt;br /&gt;If you still want me, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Because your hands are not upon me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shrugged them off before my mom walked in my bedroom&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pains of love, and they keep growing&lt;br /&gt;In my heart there's flowers growing&lt;br /&gt;On the grave of our old love&lt;br /&gt;Since you gave me a straight answer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you still want me, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;The crown of love is not upon me&lt;br /&gt;If you still want me, please forgive me&lt;br /&gt;Because this crown is not within me&lt;br /&gt;It's not within me, it's not within me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to be the one&lt;br /&gt;You got to be the way&lt;br /&gt;Your name is the only word that I can say&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You got to be the one&lt;br /&gt;You got to be the way&lt;br /&gt;Your name is the only word&lt;br /&gt;The only word that I can say&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-7716099581975360863?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7716099581975360863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/08/arcade-fire-crown-of-love.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7716099581975360863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7716099581975360863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/08/arcade-fire-crown-of-love.html' title='Arcade Fire - Crown of Love'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-5270925321685673736</id><published>2009-08-08T11:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-08T11:56:10.838-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Antlers'/><title type='text'>The Antlers - Atrophy</title><content type='html'>From their amazing album, Hospice:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="width:300px;"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/Qn4TBM4Uim/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/Qn4TBM4Uim/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've been living awhile in the front of my skull, making orders.&lt;br /&gt;You've been writing me rules, shrinking maps,&lt;br /&gt;and redrawing borders.&lt;br /&gt;I've been repeating your speeches, but the audience just doesn't follow.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm leaving out words, punctuations, and it sounds pretty hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been living in bed because now you tell me to sleep. &lt;br /&gt;I've been hiding my voice and my face and you decide when I eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your dreams I'm a criminal, horrible, sleeping around.&lt;br /&gt;While you're awake I'm impossible, constanly letting you down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little porcelain figurines, glass bullets you shoot at the wall.&lt;br /&gt;Threats of castration for crimes you imagine when I miss your call.&lt;br /&gt;With the bite of the teeth of that ring on my finger, &lt;br /&gt;I'm bound to your bedside, your eulogy singer.&lt;br /&gt;I'd happily take all those bullets inside you and put them inside of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Someone, oh anyone. Tell me how to stop this.&lt;br /&gt;She's screaming, expiring, and I'm her only witness.&lt;br /&gt;I'm freezing, infected, and rigid in that room inside her.&lt;br /&gt;No one's gonna come as long as I lay still in bed beside her."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-5270925321685673736?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/5270925321685673736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/08/antlers-atrophy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/5270925321685673736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/5270925321685673736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/08/antlers-atrophy.html' title='The Antlers - Atrophy'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-786385206602774223</id><published>2009-07-20T15:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T08:01:30.087-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thom Yorke'/><title type='text'>Thom Yorke solo - Present Tense (unofficial title)</title><content type='html'>This song was supposedly sound checked a few times for Radiohead shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bmbg3Z0x6jQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/bmbg3Z0x6jQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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;br /&gt;This dance&lt;br /&gt;This dance &lt;br /&gt;It's like a weapon&lt;br /&gt;Like a weapon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-defense&lt;br /&gt;Self-defense&lt;br /&gt;Against the present&lt;br /&gt;Against the present&lt;br /&gt;Present tense&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't get heavy&lt;br /&gt;Don't get heavy&lt;br /&gt;Keep it light&lt;br /&gt;Keep it moving&lt;br /&gt;I am doing &lt;br /&gt;no more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as my world comes crashing﻿ down&lt;br /&gt;I am dancing,&lt;br /&gt;freaking out&lt;br /&gt;deaf, dumb, and blind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In you I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;In you I'm lost&lt;br /&gt;I won't turn around when the penny drops&lt;br /&gt;I won't stop now, I won't slack off&lt;br /&gt;or all this love&lt;br /&gt;will be in vain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stop from falling down a mine&lt;br /&gt;it's no one's business but mine&lt;br /&gt;or all this love will be in vain&lt;br /&gt;In you I'm lost&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-786385206602774223?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/786385206602774223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/07/thom-yorke-present-tense-unofficial.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/786385206602774223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/786385206602774223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/07/thom-yorke-present-tense-unofficial.html' title='Thom Yorke solo - Present Tense (unofficial title)'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-4046410672630204833</id><published>2009-06-30T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T07:53:40.695-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Grizzly Bear'/><title type='text'>Grizzly Bear - Ready, Able</title><content type='html'>I don't know why the camera is tilted, but this beautiful track is from their latest album, Veckatimist:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LCqJuOPi_n8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/LCqJuOPi_n8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna take a stab at this&lt;br /&gt;Surely we’ll be alright&lt;br /&gt;Make a decision with a kiss &lt;br /&gt;Maybe I have frostbite&lt;br /&gt;And when I shuffled on back home&lt;br /&gt;I made sure all my tracks in the snow were gone&lt;br /&gt;Tissue and bone it was a tryst&lt;br /&gt;This isn’t a gunfight&lt;br /&gt;Checking it off of my list&lt;br /&gt;Unable to write&lt;br /&gt;Five years, countless months and a loan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope I’m ready, able to make my own, good home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go we go, I want you to know, what I did I did, &lt;br /&gt;They go we go, I want you to know, what I did I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go we go, I want you to know, what I did I did, &lt;br /&gt;They go we go, I want you to know, what I did I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They go we go, I want you to know, what I did I did, &lt;br /&gt;They go we go, I want you to know, what I did I did.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-4046410672630204833?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/4046410672630204833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/06/grizzly-bear-ready-able.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4046410672630204833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/4046410672630204833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/06/grizzly-bear-ready-able.html' title='Grizzly Bear - Ready, Able'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-1145735515708770684</id><published>2009-06-08T19:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T19:18:49.147-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='St. Vincent'/><title type='text'>St. Vincent - Actor Out of Work</title><content type='html'>From her latest and pretty awesome album, Actor, comes a video consisting of people crying:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AZW9NYX6JZA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&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/AZW9NYX6JZA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a supplement, you're a salve&lt;br /&gt;You're a bandage, pull it off&lt;br /&gt;I can quit you cut it out&lt;br /&gt;You're a patient, iron lung&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a cast signed broken arm&lt;br /&gt;You're an actor out of work&lt;br /&gt;You're a liar and that's the truth&lt;br /&gt;You're an extra, lost in the scene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a boxer in the ring&lt;br /&gt;With brass knuckles underneath&lt;br /&gt;You're the curses through my teeth&lt;br /&gt;You're the laughter, you're the obscene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a supplement, you're a salve&lt;br /&gt;You're a bandage, pull it off&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you, I think I'm mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a cast signed broken arm&lt;br /&gt;You're an actor out of work&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you, I think I'm mad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a boxer in the ring&lt;br /&gt;With brass knuckles underneath&lt;br /&gt;I think I love you, I think I'm mad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-1145735515708770684?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/1145735515708770684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-vincent-actor-out-of-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/1145735515708770684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/1145735515708770684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/06/st-vincent-actor-out-of-work.html' title='St. Vincent - Actor Out of Work'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-6956894488248428642</id><published>2009-05-14T18:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T18:56:00.326-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bat for Lashes'/><title type='text'>Bat for Lashes - Daniel</title><content type='html'>The first single off of their recently released and solid album, "Two Suns":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/00ZHah-c0hQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/00ZHah-c0hQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Daniel, when I first saw you&lt;br /&gt;I knew that you had a flame in your heart&lt;br /&gt;And under under wild blue skies&lt;br /&gt;Marble movie skies&lt;br /&gt;I found a home in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;We'll never be apart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when the fires came&lt;br /&gt;The smell of cinders and rain&lt;br /&gt;Perfumed almost everything&lt;br /&gt;We laughed and laughed and laughed&lt;br /&gt;And in the cold and blue car&lt;br /&gt;You took me to the darkest place you knew&lt;br /&gt;And set fire to my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's vast&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;I dream of home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a goodbye bed&lt;br /&gt;With my arms around your neck&lt;br /&gt;Into our mouths the tears crept&lt;br /&gt;Just kids in the eye of the storm&lt;br /&gt;And as my head spun round&lt;br /&gt;My dreams pulled me from the ground&lt;br /&gt;Forever to search for the flame&lt;br /&gt;For home again&lt;br /&gt;For home again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's vast&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;I dream of home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I run in the dark&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;To a place that's vast&lt;br /&gt;Under a sheet of rain in my heart&lt;br /&gt;Daniel&lt;br /&gt;I dream of home&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-6956894488248428642?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6956894488248428642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/05/bat-for-lashes-daniel.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6956894488248428642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6956894488248428642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/05/bat-for-lashes-daniel.html' title='Bat for Lashes - Daniel'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-7031969404482372365</id><published>2009-05-03T12:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T13:04:37.769-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV on the Radio'/><title type='text'>TV on the Radio - Love Dog</title><content type='html'>This song is apparently influenced by the &lt;a href=http://www.uuwestport.org/Readings/lovedogs.html&gt;works&lt;/a&gt; of a poet named Rumi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QrPWeoiPMcg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/QrPWeoiPMcg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely little love dog that&lt;br /&gt;No one knows the name of&lt;br /&gt;I know why you cry out&lt;br /&gt;Desperate and devout&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Timid little teether&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes set on the ether&lt;br /&gt;Your moon in a bella luna and&lt;br /&gt;Howling hallelujah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nameless you above me&lt;br /&gt;Come lay me low and love me&lt;br /&gt;This lonely little love dog&lt;br /&gt;That no one knows the name of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curse me out in free verse&lt;br /&gt;Wrap me up and reverse this&lt;br /&gt;Patience is a virtue&lt;br /&gt;Until it's silence burns you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And something slow&lt;br /&gt;Has started in me as&lt;br /&gt;Shameless as an ocean&lt;br /&gt;Mirrored in devotion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something slow&lt;br /&gt;Has sparked up in me&lt;br /&gt;As dog cries for a master&lt;br /&gt;Sparks are whirling faster&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely little love dog&lt;br /&gt;That no one knows the ways of&lt;br /&gt;Where the land is low is&lt;br /&gt;Where the bones'll show through&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lonely little love dog&lt;br /&gt;That no one knows the days of&lt;br /&gt;Where the land is low is&lt;br /&gt;Where the water flows to&lt;br /&gt;And holds you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-7031969404482372365?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7031969404482372365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/05/tv-on-radio-love-dog.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7031969404482372365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7031969404482372365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/05/tv-on-radio-love-dog.html' title='TV on the Radio - Love Dog'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-2217154988817363340</id><published>2009-04-23T11:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T22:37:42.679-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Killers'/><title type='text'>The Killers - Human</title><content type='html'>With tomorrow's upcoming concert in mind, here's Human from their latest album, Day and Age:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/rCE1MeUZgNk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;I did my best to notice&lt;br /&gt;When the call came down the line&lt;br /&gt;Up to the platform of surrender&lt;br /&gt;I was brought but I was kind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes I get nervous&lt;br /&gt;When I see an open door&lt;br /&gt;Close your eyes, clear your heart&lt;br /&gt;Cut the cord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pay my respects to grace and virtue&lt;br /&gt;Send my condolences to good&lt;br /&gt;Hear my regards to soul and romance&lt;br /&gt;They always did the best they could&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so long to devotion&lt;br /&gt;It taught me everything I know&lt;br /&gt;Wave goodbye, wish me well&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will your system be alright&lt;br /&gt;When you dream of home tonight&lt;br /&gt;There is no message we're receiving&lt;br /&gt;Let me know, is your heart still beating?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You've gotta let me know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;br /&gt;My sign is vital, my hands are cold&lt;br /&gt;And I'm on my knees looking for the answer&lt;br /&gt;Are we human or are we dancer?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-2217154988817363340?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/2217154988817363340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/killers.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2217154988817363340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2217154988817363340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/killers.html' title='The Killers - Human'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3929641230120508434</id><published>2009-04-19T13:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T13:28:42.961-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Born Ruffians'/><title type='text'>Born Ruffians - I Need A Life</title><content type='html'>I didn't see that ending coming.  Anyway, this is a song off of last year's debut album, Red, Yellow, and Blue:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L9dP51_WssU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/L9dP51_WssU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking down&lt;br /&gt;So come help me up&lt;br /&gt;and stumbling around&lt;br /&gt;trying to fill my cup&lt;br /&gt;It's half empty&lt;br /&gt;Been that way all my life&lt;br /&gt;So come pour some in&lt;br /&gt;and take me out tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining but we stay inside&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;We stay in looking for a better life&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;We put up curtains, block out the light&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;and we stay in bed until we feel all right&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need meaning&lt;br /&gt;I need a mission&lt;br /&gt;I need a path&lt;br /&gt;I need conviction&lt;br /&gt;I need a life I've never had&lt;br /&gt;I need much more good &amp; much less bad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining but we stay inside&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;We stay in looking for a better life&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;We put up curtains, block out the light&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;and we stay in bed until we feel all right&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found meaning&lt;br /&gt;I found a mission&lt;br /&gt;I found a lord&lt;br /&gt;I found religion&lt;br /&gt;I found something I never had&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure what but it's not half bad&lt;br /&gt;and I'm glad&lt;br /&gt;I'm so, so glad&lt;br /&gt;Those party habits are gone and dead&lt;br /&gt;I'm turning in my old sinful ways&lt;br /&gt;For a dull new life so I can pray, pray, pray&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sun is shining but we stay inside&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;We stay in looking for a better life&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;We put up curtains, block out the light&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;and we stay in bed until we feel all right&lt;br /&gt;Oh but we go out at night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a life&lt;br /&gt;I've never had&lt;br /&gt;I need so much more good, lord&lt;br /&gt;and much less bad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-3929641230120508434?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3929641230120508434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/born-ruffians-i-need-life.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3929641230120508434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3929641230120508434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/born-ruffians-i-need-life.html' title='Born Ruffians - I Need A Life'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-850969107665422368</id><published>2009-04-15T03:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T03:21:40.558-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mates of State'/><title type='text'>Mates of State - Get Better</title><content type='html'>In anticipation of this Saturday's Mates of State and Black Kids concert.  For whatever reason, the Black Kids' music videos don't have embedding support, so here's a link to &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vaa4eGOtrTg"&gt;I'm Not Going to Teach Your Boyfriend How to Dance With You&lt;/a&gt;.  As for Mates, here's Get Better from their 2008 release, Re-Arrange Us:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kdoYK9jOltQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/kdoYK9jOltQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget your politics for a while&lt;br /&gt;Let the color schemes arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on board, it's a curious site&lt;br /&gt;Absorbing sound that's never been right&lt;br /&gt;Never ahead of, never behind it&lt;br /&gt;Occasionally guarded, just keeps us surrounded&lt;br /&gt;It's luck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna get lighter, even if it never gets better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I propose a less serious boat&lt;br /&gt;Don't mistake for a party of jokes&lt;br /&gt;You are never ahead of, never behind us&lt;br /&gt;Floating in circles, there's more to remind them of less&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything's gonna get lighter, even if it never gets better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forget your politics for a while&lt;br /&gt;Let the color schemes arrive&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-850969107665422368?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/850969107665422368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/mates-of-state-get-better.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/850969107665422368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/850969107665422368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/mates-of-state-get-better.html' title='Mates of State - Get Better'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-810321669537810615</id><published>2009-04-10T14:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:30:33.543-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phoenix'/><title type='text'>Phoenix - 1901</title><content type='html'>From their leaked and officially upcoming album, "Wolfgang Amadeus Phoenix":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BSLbW1S5gHA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/BSLbW1S5gHA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Counting all different ideas drifting away&lt;br /&gt;Past and present they don't matter&lt;br /&gt;Now the future's sorted out&lt;br /&gt;Watch her moving in elliptical patterns&lt;br /&gt;Think it's not what you say&lt;br /&gt;What you say is way too complicated&lt;br /&gt;For a minute thought I couldn't tell how to fall out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's twenty seconds till the last call&lt;br /&gt;You're going hey hey hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;Lie down you know it's easy&lt;br /&gt;Like we did it over summer long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be anything you ask and more&lt;br /&gt;You're going hey hey hey hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;It's not a miracle we needed&lt;br /&gt;No I wouldn't let you think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girlfriend, oh your girlfriend is drifting away&lt;br /&gt;Past and present 1855 -1901 †&lt;br /&gt;Watch them built up a meteor tower&lt;br /&gt;Think it's not gonna stay anyway&lt;br /&gt;Think it's overrated&lt;br /&gt;For a minute thought I couldn't tell how to fall out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's twenty seconds till the last call&lt;br /&gt;You're going hey hey hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;Lie down you know it's easy&lt;br /&gt;Like we did it over summer long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'll be anything you ask and more&lt;br /&gt;You're going hey hey hey hey hey hey hey&lt;br /&gt;It's not a miracle we needed&lt;br /&gt;No I wouldn't let you think so&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fold it, fold it, fold it, fold it&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-810321669537810615?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/810321669537810615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/phoenix-1901.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/810321669537810615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/810321669537810615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/phoenix-1901.html' title='Phoenix - 1901'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-2747648075522485364</id><published>2009-04-03T20:13:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:30:08.098-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metric'/><title type='text'>Metric - Gimme Sympathy</title><content type='html'>A pretty clever video for the second single off of their recently released album, Fantasies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LqldwoDXHKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/LqldwoDXHKg&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get hot&lt;br /&gt;Get too close to the flame&lt;br /&gt;Wild open space&lt;br /&gt;Talk like an open book&lt;br /&gt;Sign me up&lt;br /&gt;Got no time to take a picture &lt;br /&gt;I'll remember someday&lt;br /&gt;All the chances we took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so close to something better left unknown&lt;br /&gt;We're so close to something better left unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my bones&lt;br /&gt;Gimme sympathy&lt;br /&gt;After all this is gone&lt;br /&gt;Who would you rather be&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles or The Rolling Stones?&lt;br /&gt;Oh seriously &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make mistakes you're young&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby play me something, &lt;br /&gt;Like 'Here Comes the Sun'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't go&lt;br /&gt;Stay with the all unknown&lt;br /&gt;Stay away from the hooks&lt;br /&gt;All the chances we took&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're so close to something better left unknown&lt;br /&gt;We're so close to something better left unknown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my bones&lt;br /&gt;Gimme sympathy&lt;br /&gt;After all this is gone&lt;br /&gt;Who would you rather be&lt;br /&gt;The Beatles or The Rolling Stones?&lt;br /&gt;Oh seriously &lt;br /&gt;You're gonna make mistakes you're young&lt;br /&gt;Come on baby play me something, &lt;br /&gt;Like 'Here Comes the Sun'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-2747648075522485364?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/2747648075522485364/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/metric-gimme-sympathy.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2747648075522485364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/2747648075522485364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/04/metric-gimme-sympathy.html' title='Metric - Gimme Sympathy'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-7047102480348820027</id><published>2009-03-29T20:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:28:16.029-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='radiohead'/><title type='text'>Radiohead - All I Need</title><content type='html'>From Radiohead's incredible album, In Rainbows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Z9IODJdi3GA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/Z9IODJdi3GA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am the next act waiting in the wings&lt;br /&gt;I am an animal trapped in your hot car&lt;br /&gt;I am all the days that you choose to ignore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;I am in the middle of your picture&lt;br /&gt;Lying in the reeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a moth who just wants to share your light&lt;br /&gt;I'm just an insect trying to get out of the night&lt;br /&gt;I only stick with you because there are no others&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;You are all I need&lt;br /&gt;I am in the middle of your picture&lt;br /&gt;Lying in the reeds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;br /&gt;It's all right&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-7047102480348820027?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/7047102480348820027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/radiohead-all-i-need.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7047102480348820027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/7047102480348820027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/radiohead-all-i-need.html' title='Radiohead - All I Need'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-8216853230998485177</id><published>2009-03-22T12:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:30:22.192-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratatat'/><title type='text'>Ratatat - Mirando</title><content type='html'>As I've been listening to LP3 recently, Mirando has proven to be one of the standout tracks.  Many thanks to L for mentioning/introducing me to their music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Fk8qcGOtBFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/Fk8qcGOtBFw&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toying around with Predator clips apparently makes for a pretty interesting music video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-8216853230998485177?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/8216853230998485177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/ratatat-mirando.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/8216853230998485177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/8216853230998485177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/ratatat-mirando.html' title='Ratatat - Mirando'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-6140037642180539065</id><published>2009-03-17T11:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:30:04.187-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Metric'/><title type='text'>Metric - Sick Muse</title><content type='html'>One of my favourite songs off of Metric's upcoming album, Fantasies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5PhtnHScn38&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/5PhtnHScn38&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out Cupid, stuck me with a sickness, &lt;br /&gt;Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life. &lt;br /&gt;You better watch out Cupid, stuck me with a sickness, &lt;br /&gt;Pull your little arrows out, let me live my life, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I gotta lead &lt;br /&gt;All the blondes of Fantasies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we looked at them eleven ways &lt;br /&gt;You said, 'look at me', and looked away &lt;br /&gt;And you wrote the song I wanna play &lt;br /&gt;I'll write you harmony in C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love! &lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love! &lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;Play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;Play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watch out Cupid, money is a sick muse &lt;br /&gt;Pull your little arrows out and let me live my life. &lt;br /&gt;She said: I'm with stupid. Money is a sick muse &lt;br /&gt;Pull your little arrows out, let me live my life &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one I gotta lead &lt;br /&gt;All the blondes of Fantasies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we looked at them eleven ways &lt;br /&gt;You said, 'look at me' and looked away &lt;br /&gt;And you wrote the song I wanna play &lt;br /&gt;I'll write you harmony in C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead!&lt;br /&gt;Play the lead!&lt;br /&gt;Play the lead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write you harmony in C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love!&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna fall in love! &lt;br /&gt;Everybody, everybody just wanna play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;Play the lead! &lt;br /&gt;Play the lead!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-6140037642180539065?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6140037642180539065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/metric-sick-muse.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6140037642180539065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6140037642180539065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/metric-sick-muse.html' title='Metric - Sick Muse'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-779123435792357026</id><published>2009-03-12T00:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:28:24.342-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mgmt'/><title type='text'>MGMT - The Youth</title><content type='html'>A great song from a great record with a strangely amusing video.  I suppose it's relevant to the lyrics though.  I can't wait for their new album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EURZuzHyWb0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/EURZuzHyWb0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a call of arms to live and love and sleep together&lt;br /&gt;We could flood the streets with love or light or heat whatever&lt;br /&gt;Lock the parents out, cut a rug, twist and shout&lt;br /&gt;Wave your hands&lt;br /&gt;Make it rain&lt;br /&gt;For stars will rise again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth is starting to change&lt;br /&gt;Are you starting to change?&lt;br /&gt;Are you?&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a couple of years&lt;br /&gt;Tides have turned from boos to cheers&lt;br /&gt;And in spite of the weather&lt;br /&gt;We could learn to make it together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth is starting to change&lt;br /&gt;Are you starting to change?&lt;br /&gt;Are you?&lt;br /&gt;Together&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The youth&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-779123435792357026?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/779123435792357026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/mgmt-youth.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/779123435792357026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/779123435792357026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/mgmt-youth.html' title='MGMT - The Youth'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3023810499009855994</id><published>2009-03-07T15:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:32:13.046-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TV on the Radio'/><title type='text'>TV on the Radio - Family Tree</title><content type='html'>A fan made video for an amazing song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PkjsBTf21FY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/PkjsBTf21FY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyrics:&lt;br /&gt;Under my love&lt;br /&gt;Wake up to your window&lt;br /&gt;The day calls in billows&lt;br /&gt;It's echoing moonlight on to the blue nightmare of your heart&lt;br /&gt;In cosy red rainbow&lt;br /&gt;It's shaking off halos&lt;br /&gt;And the memory of our sacred so and so's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh take my hand sweet&lt;br /&gt;Complete your release and bury your feet&lt;br /&gt;And married we'll be&lt;br /&gt;Alone in receiving ours is a feeling not that they would see&lt;br /&gt;They don't know that we could be&lt;br /&gt;That way your cradle escaped the sea&lt;br /&gt;And your raven haired Mama caught told you so's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're laying in the shadow of your family tree&lt;br /&gt;Your haunted heart and me&lt;br /&gt;Brought down by an old idea whose time has come&lt;br /&gt;And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree&lt;br /&gt;There's a hundred hearts soar free&lt;br /&gt;Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah me all mine&lt;br /&gt;Is it safe to say that we've waited patiently&lt;br /&gt;Call me on time&lt;br /&gt;And recall the tune that has place us gracefully&lt;br /&gt;All into line&lt;br /&gt;There's the garden grave and a place they've saved for you&lt;br /&gt;I'll fall by your side&lt;br /&gt;Though your silver haired Mama throws told you so's&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're laying in the shadow of your family tree&lt;br /&gt;Your haunted heart and me&lt;br /&gt;Brought down by an old idea whose time has come&lt;br /&gt;And in the shadow of the gallows of your family tree&lt;br /&gt;There's a hundred hearts soar free&lt;br /&gt;Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep it young&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now we'll gather in the shadow of your family tree&lt;br /&gt;In haunted harmony&lt;br /&gt;Brought down by an old idea whose time has come&lt;br /&gt;And in the shadow of the valley of your family tree&lt;br /&gt;There's a hundred hearts soar free&lt;br /&gt;Pumping blood to the roots of evil to keep us young&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-3023810499009855994?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3023810499009855994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/tv-on-radio-family-tree.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3023810499009855994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3023810499009855994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/tv-on-radio-family-tree.html' title='TV on the Radio - Family Tree'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-3352376732166946191</id><published>2009-03-04T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:29:49.540-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chad VanGaalen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawksley Workman'/><title type='text'>A live performance two-fer featuring Chad and Hawksley</title><content type='html'>Straight from the Commodore, onto the internets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chad VanGaalen - Molten Light live&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zWbCbxF1sGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/zWbCbxF1sGA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawksley Workman - You, Me, and the Weather&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As performed for the first time in four years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ozVT158-xbo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/ozVT158-xbo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7485463545656011696-3352376732166946191?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/3352376732166946191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-performance-two-fer-featuring-chad.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3352376732166946191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/3352376732166946191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/03/live-performance-two-fer-featuring-chad.html' title='A live performance two-fer featuring Chad and Hawksley'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-257405741441323475</id><published>2009-02-26T01:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:29:36.305-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chad VanGaalen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hawksley Workman'/><title type='text'>A two-fer featuring Chad VanGaalen and Hawksley Workman</title><content type='html'>...in anticipation for their concert at the Commodore on Friday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chad VanGaalen - Molten Light&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From his 2008 release, Soft Airplane.  A literal take on a rather literal story as illustrated by Chad himself. (NSFW):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DLw5b70OJH8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/DLw5b70OJH8&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Hawksley Workman - Kissing Girls (You Shouldn't Kiss)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Los Manlicious, also released in 2008.  The video isn't very good as it was part of a series of one day shoots for various tracks on the album, but the song is great!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QYRp_y149Fo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&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/QYRp_y149Fo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&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/7485463545656011696-257405741441323475?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/257405741441323475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-fer-featuring-chad-vangaalen-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/257405741441323475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/257405741441323475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/02/two-fer-featuring-chad-vangaalen-and.html' title='A two-fer featuring Chad VanGaalen and Hawksley Workman'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7485463545656011696.post-6608084321946960450</id><published>2009-02-25T09:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T22:29:07.343-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Depeche Mode'/><title type='text'>Depeche Mode - Wrong</title><content type='html'>The first single from their upcoming album, Sounds of the Universe. A catchy synth hook and solid, albeit sad lyricism makes it one of my most listened to songs at the moment. The video is quite interesting as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=vids.individual&amp;amp;videoid=52704787"&gt;Depeche Mode - "Wrong" (official music video)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="360" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=52704787,t=1,mt=video"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=52704787,t=1,mt=video" width="425" height="360" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born with the wrong sign, in the wrong house&lt;br /&gt;With the wrong ascendancy&lt;br /&gt;I took the wrong road that led to&lt;br /&gt;The wrong tendencies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme&lt;br /&gt;On the wrong day of the wrong week&lt;br /&gt;I used the wrong method with the wrong technique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres something wrong with me, chemically&lt;br /&gt;Something wrong with me, inherently&lt;br /&gt;The wrong mix in the wrong genes&lt;br /&gt;I reached the wrong ends by the wrong means&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the wrong plan in the wrong hands&lt;br /&gt;With the wrong theory for the wrong man&lt;br /&gt;The wrong lies on the wrong vibes&lt;br /&gt;The wrong questions with the wrong replies &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was marching to the wrong drum with the wrong scum&lt;br /&gt;Pissing out the wrong energy&lt;br /&gt;Using all the wrong lines and the wrong signs&lt;br /&gt;With the wrong intensity&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was on the wrong page of the wrong book&lt;br /&gt;With the wrong rendition of the wrong hook&lt;br /&gt;Made the wrong move every wrong night&lt;br /&gt;With the wrong tune playing 'til it sounded right, yeah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong&lt;br /&gt;Too long&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was born with the wrong sign, in the wrong house&lt;br /&gt;With the wrong ascendancy&lt;br /&gt;I took the wrong road that led to&lt;br /&gt;The wrong tendencies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was in the wrong place, at the wrong time&lt;br /&gt;For the wrong reason and the wrong rhyme&lt;br /&gt;On the wrong day of the wrong week&lt;br /&gt;I used the wrong method with the wrong technique&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wrong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7485463545656011696-6608084321946960450?l=auralintercourse.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/feeds/6608084321946960450/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/02/depeche-mode-wrong.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6608084321946960450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7485463545656011696/posts/default/6608084321946960450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://auralintercourse.blogspot.com/2009/02/depeche-mode-wrong.html' title='Depeche Mode - Wrong'/><author><name>Peter L.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00453060473160023860</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='27' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Ksztd8PlJsE/SgEykYpysPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/UM6zk3vArfU/S220/blogspot.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
