A Veritable Black Hole Of Indie Rock

Alright, first off let me explain the title of this post. About a week ago, The Decemberists and Death Cab For Cutie were jamming together on the Fleetwood Mac classic "Go Your Own Way." I saw a video of it, but it was WAY too huge to put on here. Even if I did, no one has the speed to download it. Even if you did, would you? Anyway, take my word for it when I say that this video of them jamming would melt your face into a puddle of goopy indie goodness. Just seeing all that indie rock glory sharing one stage is awe inspiring. It makes me want to be a better man. And then I remember how lazy I am, and all of that goes right out the window. They had me going though, right?

I really have no solid purpose to post this morning, I'm bored, tired, a little sex deprived (sarcasm), and I had an interesting night at work to say the least. I will compile a list of sorts for the things that happened/I noticed/I learned. Mind you these are in no chronological order:

Story 1: I have to stock frozen foods, everyone knows this. I don't, however, have to do anything with the frozen pizzas. They have a guy that comes in and stocks those. Why? Fuck if I know. Anyway, I was stocking some Hot Pockets and I noticed that some customer, being the lazy fat asses that they are, put a couple cans of some energy drink right there. Just *plop* right there. I too being a lazy fat ass did not want to take them all the way to the front, so I just threw them in with the pizzas. I figured I'd let that dude deal with it. So, couple hours fly by, getting back from my lunch break as I walk past the energy drink. All of the sudden...*FISSSSS* O_o *BOOMSPLAT* O_O...holy mother of carbonated energy!!! One of the cans just explodes all over hell. Man that was fun to squeegy. Moral being, if you keep energy drinks in the freezer, they do indeed expand...and then explode.

Story 2: I was downstacking pallets when I tried to carry more than my fair share of boxes. In this process I stumbled backwards, got my foot stuck in a half empty box of peas, the box is now stuck on my foot, stumble some more, trip on a coworkers foot, I do not know how I am still standing with all boxes still in tact, hit a cart, finally start falling down, and I make an ass first landing right into a box of garlic bread with boxes of random TV dinners engulfing my body. Damn was that funny. I have never seen anyone laugh so hard at my expense in their lives. I have to say if I got that on tape and sent it in to Americas Funniest Home Videos, people would shit themselves. Almost like that bread was made for my ass to land in.

Story 3: Many of you may already know that I hate the Bosnians with a burning passion of 1,000 suns. Expecially this one named Sabir. I can't even put into words how much this guy pisses me off. Let me just say that if I had to call him anything it would be a pole smoking, brother molesting, crotch smelling, ass gobbling, boil popping, cock faced assclown...*phew*. Now that I got that out of my system, back to the point. I have met one cool Bosnian that works with me and his name is Salco. He just is a lot cooler, not to mention easier to understand, than all the other ones. Well, tonight he had like 9-10 pallets to get squared away by himself. Our manager, Rodney, came into his lane and started giving him a ton of shit for going so slow. I mean, shit, the guy has a hell of a lot of freight and you expect him to do it alone. Not to mention he is just getting back to work from having a heart attack. I mean Jesus, give the guy a break. I know people can be asshole, but I had no idea. He just kept yelling at the guy and insulting his intelligence as a human being. It made me sick. I really have no need for 2 people to help me in frozen, so I sent one of them to go help Salco. He found me after we clocked out and thanked me and shook my hand. That made me feel really good inside. A feeling of...just plain pure hearted good. Thats all I want out of life. Thats all I really have to share about work, not all as exciting as I thought...but oh well.

I'm really pissed off that toilet paper rolls are getting smaller and smaller. I remember the days when you couldn't put a new roll on right away because it was too thick to fit on the fixture. Nowadays, even the "double rolls" aren't even as thick as the regular rolls used to be. Speaking of which, have you seen yogurt lately? Remember when the Dannon yogurt containers were so big that you could actually eat one for lunch? Now it's like three spoonfuls, and it's four times more expensive. I see what you are doing Mr. Dannon, and I don't like it. You are a greedy fuck, and I refuse to buy your yogurt any more. On that note, here is some more music to pump into that little eardrum of yours. Toodles.

Artist: Stars
Album: Set Yourself on Fire
Genre: Indie Pop

“Set Yourself on Fire” is kind of another one of those slipped-through-the-cracks type of albums. I heard it a while ago and filed it away as “alright” never to listen to it again. And then just recently I decided to give it another listen, and this time it blew me away. There are going to need to be a ton of great albums in the next four months if this one isn’t going to be in my 2005 Best Album list.

Set Yourself On Fire

It starts off a little 8-bit, but quickly turns into a nice enjoyable pop track. It’s still got that nice bassline which I think completely makes the song what it is.

Your Ex-Lover Is Dead

Once you get past the ultra-cheesy introduction monologue (why’d they do this?), the rest of the song is nothing but pure bliss. I especially like the cello part between verses. Yeah, I’m a sucker for strings, what can I say. “Live through this and you won’t look back” is also a great line.

Celebration Guns

This is one of the most beautiful songs I’ve heard in months. My love for string arrangements in popular music should pretty much be legendary by this point. But oh well, the song’s still beautiful and just try to disagree.

“Set Yourself on Fire” is currently available for sale at any respectable record store worth its salt. I guarantee it won’t let you down.