Hello again.

Not a lot of posting going on here lately; I apologize. Been busy with little life tweaks, some of which are stressful, but ultimately beneficial.

I'm hoping to put together another podcast to make this last blast of winter just that much bleaker. Kidding.

I got the new Of Montreal album, Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?, today. It's pretty fun; more electro-dance than previous outings, but enjoyable nonetheless. I kind of miss the lysergic, rubberband bass guitar that used to populate their records, but I'm pleased that leader Kevin Barnes is still his same, unhinged self.

I've never really cottoned to much of the "lit-rock" that's taken over in recent years; I find it too self-aware and not actually all that brainy. Although OM can't be classified as such, Barnes' lyrics are loaded with wordplay and odd references. Thankfully, they possess a trickster quality that keeps them from sounding precocious. Plus he always seems to be having a good time, even when singing about old people in cemeteries.

Check these out:

Of Montreal — "Heimdalsgate Like a Promethean Curse"

Of Montreal — "Gronlandic Edit"

Comments

[jay]

I almost picked up this album (on vinyl--sweet) during my last trip to Pure Pop but I passed on it. Kind of wishing I hadn't now.

[max]

Ha, I get the reference.