Review Summary: And Maybe If I Really Tried With All Of My Heart
Then I Could Make A Brand New Start In Love With You
So this is what I'm trying to say to you. Why are you on this site? This site. Sputnikmusic.commity com com. You know what site I'm ***ing talking about. I've been roaming around this site now on and off, for about four years now. So you know, I'd like to think I've grown up a little bit here. But now I'm starting to think “Why?” I can't tell you why I decided to join back in the summer of O6' when I was only 11. It was probably boredom (because life's
so so boring when you're 11). I certainly can't remember why I decided on the god awful name of Fort23. But I did, and that' why I'm sitting here now at my computer babbling on all nostalgically like a douche bag, and you're probably thinking “What the *** does this have to do with this Album,
Album?” (actually probably not, you probably already stopped reading by now).
And to be quite frank langella on your ass, I don't really have a sure-fire answer. THIS RECORD KIND OF MAKES ME FEEL LIKE THAT. I don't know why. Maybe it's because there's finally someone not just coping
Pet Sounds but maybe
Surfin U.S.A, but in the same way. Maybe it's because when I hear it I almost want to cry. Maybe it's because Chris Owens kind of looks like a degenerate Hanson brother. Maybe it's because it's beautifully produced. Maybe it's because Chris Owens sounds like he's striving for desperate innocence before it's too late. Mmm it was probably the Hanson thing.
I like the bad boys
and the big towns
I like the bad bands
and the big sounds
I got a ghost mouth
with a ghost friend
and I'm too scared to get out
and get up to heaven.
Chris Owens, the ex-children of god Texas based gutter punk, is the songwriting mastermind behind Girls, and together with guitaristproducer Chet “Jr” White put together their debut album “Album”. and I rlly rlly like it It makes my heart go boom boom boomity boom boom and all that ***, and that's not just the vicodin talking this stuff is heartwarming like having a crush on the Pink Power Ranger. When Owens sings over the beautiful jingle jangle guitars that wring over every little inch of this record I just want to curl up like a cat, while he sits there and writes ironic Book Reports or whatever hipsters do with that look on my face that just says
I understand you. You know what I mean. It drives me crazy.
When you listen to this record you experience all those warm and fuzzy feelings you get when you listen to
Feels by Animal Collective only minus some of the acid-drenched creepiness. And it's like most good Rock 'n' Roll; it's about Girls, wanting *** (like pizza and bottles of wine), the summer, feeling like everyone in the world is having a good time except for you, girls, dropping out, being depressed, being happy, getting high, and girls. And while everyone seems to claim to be bringing Rock and Roll back to the people, no one is doing it as simply, and perfectly as this.
And now I don't know where to go with this. I hope besides creeping you out, I made you want to take five seconds away from popping in another microwave pizza and repacking your bong to go and download this. And who knows. Maybe you'll try to grow an Mustache.
That would really make it all worthwhile.
