Wednesday, June 30, 2010
I like covers, and I am not ashamed.
It's like refreshing your Arnold Palmer with a handful of crushed ice on July 27th. It is like and unlike itself. Still got the flavor, still got the juice. Only now the texture is different - you can chew on it a bit. Reconsider it. Maybe you'll make the switch for good? Probably not, crushed ice isn't easily found at most watering holes. But when you happen upon it again, you're going to very much enjoy it.
Jónsi, the ethereal falsetto and guitarist of Sigur Rós, makes MGMT's sexdrugsmushroom fueled breakthrough track downright desolate in it's hedonism. Luckily the Icelandic accented English keeps you from throwing yourself from a moving car. Give his sweeping, majestic, elfin-pop Go a, erm...go. When you can go.
And Peter Gabriel, well, he's Peter Gabriel for chrissake. Swapping songs with the prolific Justin Vernon, who must be extremely exhausted with all the collaborations going on, he's doing the damn Gabriel thing and gettin' all up in your eyes.
If you don't get that cheesy integration,
and that's not one of your all time favorite songs,
we might need to take a break from each other for a few days.
"Flume" warms it's hands by the brass fire, but doesn't lose the sparseness that made you start listening to For Emma, forever ago.
Jónsi // Time to Pretend
Peter Gabriel // Flume