Audio Book Club – The Post Party
The nerds won out, so the cool kids, now, want it.
How the hell did that happen? Weren’t the A&R people, the managers and the freelance fashion designers minding the doors? Maybe they’re telling the truth when they say that they were minding the doors all night. Maybe only the cool kids with the right haircuts got up on stage, had pictures taken of them and placed their names on the dotted line.
But you can’t watch every door forever. The nerds and weirdos got their stages. Sure, they were tiny stages and usually placed in the basement of a club situated in the bad part of town. Once things started happening, though, the news spread. People picked up on the sound, rolled in and joined up. Before you know, being a nerd was the new cool. Audio Book Club grew up with bespectacled weirdos as their rock stars.
“The Post Party” by Audio Book Club sounds like 1980s Motley Crue jealously trying to make fun of The Talking Heads and realising they’d be better off ditching their own shtick altogether. There’s a marvellous group, not unlike that of “Slippery People,” pushing the song along, and a jittery, anxious delivery about misplacing essential, illegal performance enhancers. Yeah, it’s nerdy, and we’re better off for it. The right people won.
Repeat – Celebrate
I’m told that Tom Cruise has just released a new movie. While I am extremely glad for the man, I also will not be seeing it. That’s not because I expect it to be bad. I just can’t support these sorts of things.
My heart goes out to the Tom Cruises, Sabrina Carpenters and Erling Haalands of the world. What pressure it must all be. At this age, nobody even knows what age Mr. Cruise is, and likely nobody will ever know. That’s not the world that Swedish punk band Repeat ever wanted to inhabit.
The great stars of the world aren’t allowed to age or make mistakes in public. They have a PR specialist whispering things in their ear for interviews. They’ve got someone paying bills and keeping life in order. What a bore!
Repeat’s “Celebrate” is a rocking, passionately delivered song about punk-rock’s biggest obsession – reality. Other entertainment forms may want to hide from it, but Repeat face it straight on, take the blows, commit the errors and are, therefore, able to receive the prize – living in the moment in this world of ours.
Let’s hope that Tom Cruise will never stop making music or commit a single public error in his life again. Those who have, on the other hand, get to write the best songs.
