Lullabies for the Apocalypse
July 13th, 2006 | Posted by Shannon
“We think the same things at the same time…”
Thom Yorke, Harrowdown Hill
Best. Hook. Ever.
I am pacing. It is fucking hot, the weekend has immense promise, and I cannot stop listening to The Eraser . There are those moments when you just want to drag your fingernails down the front of your throat, and draw blood. Is it the heat? Is it the waning moon? What the fuck is it, anyway? Those giant exhales you make when you are on drugs are normal in day to day life when it’s this hot.
Back to The Eraser. I AM DYING HERE, I AM SO OBSESSED. Picture a scary thought but sing it in a way that you can never, ever get that melody out of your mind. A lullaby for the apocalyspe. I was never one to want to have sex with the music on but damned if this isn’t the record that I could actually, uh, do something successfully to.
The whole package of last month, this day, is sort of putting me over the edge. I wish I could explain it better than this. Heat, obsession, and sex driven by a killer bass line is about all I can do. Oh. Did I say I was dying? “We think the same things at the same time.” God, I love that.
AWESOME.
You can listen to an MP3 of Harrowdown Hill here on the I Guess I’m Floating music blog.
