Yesterday was September 8th, 2009. And for all of you hardcore nerds, dorks, and geeks, that meant only one thing. The release of the new Protomen album "The Father of Death." Don't get me wrong, I like most of my hygienically challenged brethren was awake all night waiting for that magic circle on my wall to have both of those skinny arms pointed directly at 12.
But when the time came, and I and 2 of my closest friends gathered around to listen, I couldn't help but feel, lied to. Everything I had seen in Demos and Singles indicated a very different sound for their new album. Don't gt me wrong I like the album, it just doesn't sound like the Protomen I know and love. I didn't need a big Horn section added to your band, nor did I need your cheesy David Bowie impressions. I liked you as you were. Needless to say I was a little disappointed.
But you know, the more I listen to it, the more it grows on me. I like it more and more each time around. The album starts out slowly, with a brief "Intermission" between act 1 and act 2. This only makes sense. It adds to the feeling that you are watching this on stage. The second and third track are nothing spectacular. I was very excited when "Father of Death" came on, but it has been changed so much and in such drastic ways that it doesn't deliver the way it should. "The Good Doctor" is well done if you can get passed the cheesy lyrics and a singer who is obviously uncomfortable singing those low notes.
When "The Hounds" started the first time, I felt like people should be be dancing in front of me. It sounds like a swing tune to me. Don't get me wrong, it may be the best track on the album, but my first time it seemed awkward. However, it an extremely well written and performed piece and I love it more and more each time I hear it. This song really picked up to the album for me. And although "How the World Fell into Darkness" is a good track, the album's next high point isn't until "Keep Quiet." An absolutely astounding song, that is so epic it transcends this mortal's comprehension. I could be mowing the lawn listening to this song, and I would feel like I was battling evil with every small green adversary that I slew. I really wish the rest of their album was this good.
Was I lied to? Yes, I think I was. But yet, I feel as though they were lying like a Wife tells her husband that "No dear, we aren't throwing you a surprise birthday party." I was a little put off at first, but I realize that this album has potential, it only gets better every time I hear it.
"I made the man that laid his hands on you. And I would tear him down but I feel like a dead man. What can a dead man do?"
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Sunday, September 6, 2009
In the Beginning.
Why does one start a blog? The answer is quite simple, to give themselves a feeling of worth. The illusion that what they have to say is important to people other than themselves. It is a grand feeling, although usually false.
In my attempts to feel more important than I actually am, I present "Almost Accurate Thinking." A blog for the sole purpose of sharing my ideas with the world, however ludicrous they may seem. to get things started I will tackle a subject that has plagued mankind since the first caveman tried to "unlock" his cave-wife.
Love.
What is Love?
Love is like an orgasm. A very difficult thing to describe unless you have been involved previously. Explaining it is (to use a rather tired analogy) like explaining sight to the blind. However, through tireless research I have come up with what I think to be a reasonably accurate comparison.
Love is like a hole. A hole filled with chocolate. The first time you fall in, it is almost on accident. And at first you are terrified. But sooner or later, you find yourself covered in sticky, delicious goodness. You couldn't be happier. You eat, and eat to your heart's content. But sooner or later, you get sick of chocolate, or maybe, chocolate gets sick of you. But for whatever reason you decide to climb out of your hole. It may be difficult, but eventually you do it. Friends may help you, the hole might even spit you out all by itself. You find yourself in a land with holes surrounding you. Why you never noticed it before escapes you, but you take note of the many holes that may be filled with any assortment of treats. Vanilla? Caramel? Ketchup covered Mac and Cheese? You will not know until you get into one. But now you have come to a problem. You don't want to just dive head first into another hole. Maybe you don't like Ketchup covered Mac and Cheese. You don't know, you've never had it. So you climb down a little ways to just, have a taste. Maybe you like it, and if you do, you jump right in. But if you do not, well you climb back out as quickly as possible. but you almost never just fall in again. You are always cautious.
This is just how I have seen love from my comfy little chair. Watching the world as it turns. But hey, what do I know. I am nothing but a blind man, trying to explain sight to people that can see.
In my attempts to feel more important than I actually am, I present "Almost Accurate Thinking." A blog for the sole purpose of sharing my ideas with the world, however ludicrous they may seem. to get things started I will tackle a subject that has plagued mankind since the first caveman tried to "unlock" his cave-wife.
Love.
What is Love?
Love is like an orgasm. A very difficult thing to describe unless you have been involved previously. Explaining it is (to use a rather tired analogy) like explaining sight to the blind. However, through tireless research I have come up with what I think to be a reasonably accurate comparison.
Love is like a hole. A hole filled with chocolate. The first time you fall in, it is almost on accident. And at first you are terrified. But sooner or later, you find yourself covered in sticky, delicious goodness. You couldn't be happier. You eat, and eat to your heart's content. But sooner or later, you get sick of chocolate, or maybe, chocolate gets sick of you. But for whatever reason you decide to climb out of your hole. It may be difficult, but eventually you do it. Friends may help you, the hole might even spit you out all by itself. You find yourself in a land with holes surrounding you. Why you never noticed it before escapes you, but you take note of the many holes that may be filled with any assortment of treats. Vanilla? Caramel? Ketchup covered Mac and Cheese? You will not know until you get into one. But now you have come to a problem. You don't want to just dive head first into another hole. Maybe you don't like Ketchup covered Mac and Cheese. You don't know, you've never had it. So you climb down a little ways to just, have a taste. Maybe you like it, and if you do, you jump right in. But if you do not, well you climb back out as quickly as possible. but you almost never just fall in again. You are always cautious.
This is just how I have seen love from my comfy little chair. Watching the world as it turns. But hey, what do I know. I am nothing but a blind man, trying to explain sight to people that can see.
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