Neon Indian

My soundtrack to getting lost in Hitchcock woods this week:




Somewhere between washed out and MGMT, faint echo of new order. Mind, Drips is the lead off track on my next mix cd:

On Repeat- Girls "Hellhole Ratrace"

Initially, my entry point for this album was Headache, a very Beach Boys-esque, hazy, languid, ballad that is sadly unrepresented on the internet. It's okay, this song is more epic and sad and heartbreaking anyway. I discovered it this morning when i clicked my ipod back one to many tracks. The video does very little for me. I suggest listening thru headphones, by yourself, while sobbing if possible.



A little background: Girls singer Christopher Owens was born into the Children of God cult, which like most cults is none to awesome. This context really amps up the power of the song for me- he knows he's a weird sad-sack, but goddammit he doesn't want to be.

On Repeat- Feel it all around

Chris recommended this record earlier. My feeling- this track certainly deserves your attention:



sorry no real video, just tunes. enjoy.



and if it's long the rest here.