I just got back from seeing the froofy lads of Interpol at the Roseland Theater. They are indeed delicious. Listening to their music makes my chest ache in the nicest way, and seeing them live intensifies it greatly. The feeling is very similar to the early stages of falling in love, but without the uncertainty and emotional risk. And ultimately, without the emotional fulfillment as well, but ah well, you can’t have everything, even if the band has a bass player who looks uncannily like Crispin Glover’s skeletal younger brother as illustrated by Edward Gorey.
But my biggest crushy-crush is on the lead singer. He has a beyoootiful voice.
Cute, too, no?
This has nothing to do with romance novels, other than the fact that their music inspires all sorts of love stories when I listen to them. Too bad I can’t write fiction worth a shit, because otherwise I’d be set.
Other musicians who induce a similar sort of pleasant achiness when I listen to them include PJ Harvey (let me state for the record that I, who love cock in all its firm, fleshy wonderfulness, would give up cock forever for Polly Jean if for some reason she developed a yearning for chubby little Chinese girls), Franz Ferdinand, Nada Surf’s Let Go, and oddly enough, Beck (who has a new album coming out March 29th, yay!).
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I’m coming late to this party on account of my intermittent net access over the last week, but I wanted to say that, based on the trailer and article, I’m a little nervous about the documentary. Hopeful, but nervous.
…Awwww MAN, if only I still lived in Vancouver, and not back in Australia!! Nuts.
Well I’m a screaming extrovert, so if you see me, stop me and I’ll likely drag you to the bar, LOL! On any day but Wed. Wed I’m crazy busy with the Historical Writers conference.
I’ll be hunting…
From Bloggers at RWA
That is a lovely legacy to leave behind.
From Another Face of Romance for That More Better Documentary
Yeah, it had some West Coast history gaps, but still--absofuckinglutely awesome. Amazingly cool. Two heterosexual thumbs up!
