First off, I love these guys. Set Yourself on Fire is easily one of my favorite albums I've heard as of late. The boy/girl dialogue is awesome. Yay Canada.
BUT, when I hear songs like Your Ex-Lover is Dead, I picture this self-absorbed couple that I would get stuck behind in a bar waiting for drinks. They would both be clad in black, fawning over one another, ordering bullshit high maintenance drinks like Martinis while all I want is a beer. Unaware of my inner turmoil, they would stare in each others eyes and wonder why the sex last night was one iota less incredible than the previous evening. Reaching breaking point, I would jump on the bar and smack their heads together like coconuts.
Anyone else here experienced irrational distate for characters in songs? C'mon people, don't make me feel like I need therapy.
― darin (darin), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 17:55 (twenty-one years ago)
― dave q (listerine), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 18:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Obligatory Sourpuss (Begs2Differ), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 18:20 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Obligatory Sourpuss (Begs2Differ), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 18:21 (twenty-one years ago)
― righteousmaelstrom, Wednesday, 16 March 2005 18:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― Flash (cowboytrance), Wednesday, 16 March 2005 20:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― Bryan Moore (Bryan Moore), Thursday, 17 March 2005 02:56 (twenty-one years ago)
― Adam Harrison-Friday, Thursday, 17 March 2005 03:07 (twenty-one years ago)
― Bryan Moore (Bryan Moore), Thursday, 17 March 2005 03:08 (twenty-one years ago)