So it’s not been a great week. Snow, work cuts, travel troubles, no post, and headaches. However, Friday’s journey to work was a journey of comfort and happy sounds in my head.
Why? Quite simply this…
The White Lies’ debut album, To Lose My Life is the best of nostalgia in a bleak old world. Sounding like, Echo & the Bunnymen, Teardrop Explodes, maybe even a hint of some ‘new’ bands like Editors and Interpol thrown in. I loved it. A real toe-tapper, that made be want to come home and listen to all my 7″ records again.
I fully expect them to be at Glastonbury this year; I expect this to be in the NME’s 2009 albums of the year run down; I expect their second album will disappoint and finally, I expect I’ll listen to it whenever the idea of going to work makes me sad.
Don’t get me wrong, I enjoy new music and am still actively buying cd’s not downloading everything from i-tunes! We still get NME delivered and even watch a bit of MTV2 every now and then. But there is something reassuring, in such a horrible time, about listening to music that captures but manages to bring up to date the music of my youth.
Right, off to listen to Jonny Cash….
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