|'COS I HATE OTHER PEOPLE, I'M SICK OF BEING BORED.
||[Jul. 15th, 2006|03:19 pm]
soda pop rip off
Help she can't swim!- "the antithesis of hip-hair-cut, coke-head bands"...
i realise i'm a bit late with this one, but i've been listening to them a whole lot recently and i really just can't get enough. The sound is probably typical of places like brighton or new york, it must be said- and obviously london, (but what isn't coming from here right now?). The US equivilents being You say party! we say die/ tokyo police club? If you looked hard enough you could find these jangly pop*s; of the least popular kind, in every dingy-indie dive around. And what do they involve? angsty, screamy lyrics and titles like "what would morrissey say"-inspiration is probably gained from some kind of douglas coupland novel, in an attempt to justify their seemingly pop-culture-deprecating angst. This combined with the hateful lyrics torn between being ridiculously pretentious and horrifically self-loathing " she knows all the words to the records shes playing, she mouths them to her boyfriend but hes fucking boring ". There's something about angry grrl lead singers which bring out the old "grrl power" flame i used to light when wearing my combat boots down camden market at ffifteen with kathleen hanna- involved band lyrics scribbled onto my t-shirts. What makes it better is you can't really tell what the fuck shes saying in half the songs, which leaves a nice little air of mystery around.
lyrics of the day are torn between being... "give me a call sometime, we'll go speed date" "you can't spit in my face, 'cos i know i'm hardcore". Although honestly, i think all the lyrics are pretty genious.
And for your listening pleasure, if you don't have it already Help! She can't swim!- Drew Barrymoore Movie Marathon