Woohoo, Yeah Biffy Clyro

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I was thinking earlier today what my top ten favorite songs ever are. Ever. A lot of people will tell you they 'have too many to decide' which in my opinion is a bit snobbish. Most of them are like 'oh, look at me and the four hundred songs on my ipod'. Silly people. If we weren't like three posts into this blog, I'd list them. But one of those songs would definitely be I Could Feel A Hot One.



It's a song by Manchester Orchestra. I went to see them in March, mostly because I was really into Biffy Clyro, one of the openers. I remember thinking them okay, but not being overly impressed. It was a kinda nice, fuzzy country-rock-ballad thing for an hour or so. I was tired then. There were four bands there and I'd wanted to be within Simon Neil's perspiration range(not quite, but nearly) so I'd stayed there the whole time. The Biff were arguably the best band I've ever seen live. And I've seen, like, Muse and the Prodigy and stuff. It was surreal. Being British, to me they're this enormous stadium-filler of a band, but in a small-ish place in Boston they were like nothing. I was the only person in that room who was in awe. How the hell can I be less than five feet away from Simon Neil? How is that even possible? It was amazing. They were great. I don't know why, but I really connected that day. I was destroyed when they ended, a mere half hour of shirtless soft rock later. That terrible post-concert feeling lasted for an almost unbelievably long amount of time. April kinda sucked because I couldn't stop thinking about how great the whole thing was. It was rainy that night, really really rainy, and I backed out and leaned on a wall and was just really...well, really sad, frankly, the band I(at the time) absolutely adored had just left and probably wouldn't return for a long time. Manchester Orchestra were on by that point. They were playing that song. With MA, their set seemed to merge into one--except that song, that one song. In all its simplicity, its sadness, its crushing lyrics, its hope. It was poignant. it was terrifying and heartbreaking and astonishing and beautiful. Perhaps a moment I will never forget. That's why it's one of my favorite songs.

Um, I guess in that way it's one of my favorite songs because of another band, if you get me. Weird.

In slightly related news, I'm 14. I live in Boston. Monday, Biffy were supposed to play in Boston tomorrow. that is, if you're over 18. Not. Fair. This was my first experience with the Over 18s Only curse and it's bloody annoying. I was due in for a moody, whiny blog posy about how sad I was gonna be. And oh, was I gonna be sad. My life has no worth, I love music, I've nothing to live for, all of that nice stuff. the slightly weird thing is, the Biff had Visa Issues and aren't coming. Huh. Weird, huh? And kinda funny too. Yeah, screw you too, you only get a Simon Neil acoustic version, you don't get the twins. I win, in the most pointless way possible. Wait. Simon bleached his hair for Reading and Leeds, right? Shit. I loved his hair--le'ts face it, he was gorgeous before--but now...no. But somehow I wouldn't have given anything to see that.

Speaking of R&L briefly, I need to get back with the Libertines. I mean, this is an enormous time for a really great band, a hugely significant band, so it's a hugely significant time for music, just 'cause of them. I have barely watched the vids yet. Only a press conference. Peter's so witty and you can laugh at them when he's high--it's funny either way. I think Peter's great. Oh, the great Doherty + Barat songwriting duo, you gotta love it.

In case you can't tell, musically, I'm still a bit busy at the moment, but I will get back to it soon. I'm still listening to the ten songs from last post, and a lot more of the National. High Violet gets better and better every day, it's incredible. still, my freelance Whales CD, which is incredible. And I've been into Kol(yeah, I don't care what you think). it took me forever to 'get' Only by the Night but now it's like, wow, this is amazing. I'm listening to Kurran and the Wolfnotes--I'm liking what I hear. And Robyn covering Bjork(thanks, NME). Also, Imogen Heap, a bit, I really need a CD of hers. Jonsi. I finally decided I did like Mark Ronson's Bang Bang Bang--I wasn't sure for a long time. It's a catchy song, but please, can everyone STOP singing in French? Seriously. like, stop. Now. Please? You sound really stupid. Also, just a little bit of Gold Panda, and Radical Face. I <3 id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" class="blsp-spelling-error">the Radical Face bandwagon.

I'm seriously convinced that interested no one but me...but hey, it's something, right?

- Naomi