Hearing a song for the first time is awful. You aren't used to it. It is not your childhood blankie. Or nani. My brother had a doll named Nani (Nah-nee). My grandma made it. He loved Nani so much my grandmother (who he named Nina even though her name is Geraldine) made a fleet of nanis. There are probably 15 other nanis in my attic. Nani is foul now. He looks like he was chewed on.
Hearing a song for the first time is like wearing underpants that are so small. You don't like the way it feels around your crotch but the pattern on them is cool so you hang on to them. Or like getting a paper cut. Ouchies! But once you get used to it...
There are some songs that are good. And perk up your ears the very first time you hear it. I love those songs. They are the songs I play ten times in an hour and get sick of in a week but that first week is like floating on a cloud of boomboom. Kurt Vile's "Hunchback" was this song for me yesterday. On 2009's Child Prodigy (Matador). Vile (last name none superior) has a cherub's vocal chords.
He is the guitarist for The War on Drugs. Wagonwheel Blues came out in 2008. Or nine. But not ten. Get em get em.
Kurt Vile - Child Prodigy
The War on Drugs - Wagonwheel Blues
HAPPY OLD BIRTHDAY J-CHROME.
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