So, pumpkin season has officially begun. That's a reason to dance. Here's some music to which you can pumpkin celebration dance.
"Silver Lining" by Guards
This has been a real favorite lately. You know how there are those songs you can only listen to alone, and then there's the songs that are for listening to in more social settings? This song manages to overcome that barrier and is listenable with just about anyone. Even your grandma, if she's hip enough. [Insert awful joke about hip replacements] It's also just upbeat enough to be a good song when you're in a great mood but just subdued enough to not crash a mellow mood. Versatile little sucker.
"Gold" by Conner Youngblood
First, let's appreciate that this artist is called Conner Youngblood. Now that we're over that, Youngblood has a really recognizable sound. He's got this knack for very lofty, soothing melodies. Also, notice the banjo that strums softly in the background. I will own up to being among those of our generation totally in love with the banjo. But he does a great job of integrating a lot of different genres (his myspace labels him bluegrass/club/indie, though I'm not sure how accurate that is) into one beautiful sound.
The Hours" by Exitmusic
Besides having the most depressing visuals in the history of all time, this song can lay claim to some of the most beautiful lyrics I've heard in a long, long time. Given that most of you won't look them up, I'm taking the liberty of copying and pasting them here. You're welcome.
Give me back the hours They're mine to waste The city and it's sorrows holds my gaze
Crimsoned are the hours Bled to death by idle hands of time
Look up the sky's awake, the sun is shining The gloom and the haze have both burned away by morning Oh, L.A., what's written in sand Your cities and plans, the ocean will erase
Images from silence slow to wake Prepare yourself to leave this soft, soft state It's a chase of lightning Brightened skyline, endless days I've longed
Home, home, home
Look up the sky's awake, the sun is shining The gloom and the haze have both burned away by morning Oh, L.A., what's written in sand Your cities and plans, the ocean will erase So the next time someone tells you poetry is gone from today's music, give them a dirty glare and start listing off the names of bands they've never heard of. You'll have tons of friends.
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