I almost decided not to post a new track today. Not only is there nothing new that excites me, but I just finished reading "Our band could be your life" and it thoroughly depressed me. The book chronicles the careers of a number of 80s indie rock pioneers and it's so damn depressing to think about how promising the scene was at the beginning compared to how awful it is today. It was supposed to be about more than music. I'm not that old, but I do still remember back when you'd see a fellow punk-rocker on the street and give 'em a nod because you knew you were on the same team. Today? Yeah, right. There's still a good number of people out there who treasure what true "independent" music means, but they are in the minority. It almost enough to make me want to throw in the towel. Anyhow, enough of my ranting. On to the damn song.
It's not a secret that I'm no fan of twee-pop. I've tried my best to understand the appeal, but I just don't get it. So it's quite rare that I do find a band in said genre who I don't give up on right off the bat. Melpo Mene sure knows how to push my buttons, especially considering the "Star wars" lyrical theme, but I have to admit that they've got lots of charm. And man, I really do absolutely hate the cult of "Star wars", but I don't hate this. That's saying something. The song takes obvious cues from labelmate José González with its bossa-nova feel, but it's nowhere near as dark. Does this mean I'm softening up? Hell no, I'm still listening to tons of thrash, honest! It's not Scandinavian, but the new Municipal Waste album on Earache is killer. On the other hand, I also know that it's important to have a balanced musical diet. But what I really need to do is go home and go through all the CDs that I know are piling up and waiting for me. Can't wait, right?