I had nothing else to do today and I desperately needed a break from staring contests with textbooks. So I decided to do a bit of soul-searching, junk-accumulating and headed to the local record store. To fill in the void, so to speak. Haha.
I went to hunt down the latest Yeah Yeah Yeah's frankenstien: Show Your Bones. However, after scouring the whole city, I was appalled to find that nobody had them. Then again, what chance does Karen O have with the likes of SameSame worming its way into the archipelago? Those kids are brandishly odd-- Bugglegum passing for Kool. Oh well.
Instead of launching a tantrum at the scarcity of the third world, I did the next best thing. I ripped it off over the net. Haha. Go ahead. Egg me. I cannot deny the unavoidable truth that yes, I am cheap. Even if I decide to buy it off the net, over ebay's ridiculous prices, what chance is it reaching middle of nowhere? It'll get lost in between somewhere off the equator.
I am cheap. No argument necessary.
But I digress. Show you bones is what it is. It's like dipping your wet finger into the socket-- chock-full of minutes of electrocution. I was half-expecting it to be hellishly sexy, but I was surprised how toned-down they suddenly became. But the grittiness in the sound is still there. 'Guess, the trio has had time to mull things over, fued and all.
Show Your Bones is my official anthem for the year. I've had to pick over Urbandub and the Arctic Monkeys, and that's saying something. I almost want to drop to my knees when Karen O announces over Cheated Hearts that yes, she is "bigger than the sound".
Right now, I cant pick a favorite. It's all too good.
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