Thursday, September 12, 2013

Maybe "hate" is a strong word.

Some people pride themselves on being Beatles lovers. enthusiasts. obsessesers. whatever.

I'm not one of those people.

I feel like a lot of their music sounds the same, which yeah, is why they're a bad and did an album, I get it. But it just gets old. Two of my favorite albums are Night Visions (which is really a completion of the EP Continued Silence), by Imagine Dragons, and A Thousand Suns by Linkin Park. WAY DIFFERENT, RIGHT? I know. weird.

The Imagine Dragons album hits on everything I like to hear through out the day. Round and Round is slow, chill, almost swingy; good for studying or drifting into a nap. (or both at the same time) On Top of the World makes me want to get up and dance and flash smiles everywhere. Really it's lovely, if you're sad right now, go listen to it and come back. Songs like Bleeding Out and Nothing Left to Say, really powerful songs laced with emotion and strong back beats. I think those are my favorite, just those kinds of songs. I think you get it, I love everything on this album.

But Linkin Park? A Thousand Suns open with this really eery instrumental that slowly builds into the coolest robot woman voice. Like, that's the only way to describe it. The end of this song immediately bleeds into the beginning of the next one: a snippet of a speech, on top of the same beat. The whole album, when listened to in song order is journey. Yeah, I know that sounds so dumb, like what? But really. It is. It's worth listening to. The songs are individually great, like, you probably heard Burning in the Skies, the third song on the album. I think that's the only song of this album that made it to the radio, which is SUCH a shame. This album was made with the intention of the listener listening to it straight through. The songs connect. It's really rad guys. Check it out. All forty seven minutes and fifty six seconds of it. (cool side note, the last song on the album is actually the album all the way through, entitled A Thousand Suns: The Full Experience) How true is that though? It IS an experience.

Music is an experience. Some people love certain things. Some people love swimming...some people get their calfs chewed by sharks. That doesn't make the possible joy in swimming any less valuable or important. I just hate the Beatles.

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