Tonight I hopped unto youtube, Typed in Chutes Too Narrow by

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Tonight I hopped unto youtube, Typed in Chutes Too Narrow by The Shins, and listened to that album all the way though. Normally I'm an itunes shuffle guy, short musical attention span, I dig variation and seldom have patience for listening to an album in its entirety. But I made my way through that album in strides. At the end of that I browsed through the video links on the side bar and ignored most of the familiar titles: Built to Spill, Neutral Milk Hotel, The Postal Service, blabla indie rock nostalgia, and then saw not too far below the rest an album called Hospice by a band I had never heard of, but somehow it had more than a million views. So shit, 5 beers into a six pack and a lonely sunday night and I feel adventurous.

Wow.

How gorgeous.

Listened to it two times in a row nearly nonstop.

Remember when the Beach Boys came out with Pet Sounds in the 60's? Well I don't, cause shit I wasn't alive then, but I know the sense of compositional exceptionality that that album conveyed.

I'm feeling that same sense, the sense of wearing goosebumps with Hospice. Peter Silberman is good. Real fucking good. If you don't like this it's because your bias has stuffed filters in your ears.

Thanks for this.