The first minute of this song is kind of perfectly exquisite, typically Phoenixesque devastating, that something can really sound that freaking good, like for fuck's sake - I swear they're not even trying. Inimitable Phoenix! One of my favourite things to do is put Phoenix on in the car, at a party, on my iPod walking across uni and just getting that massive shit eating grin on my face cause Phoenix make perfection possible. And pop perfection is my favourite type of perfection.
I skipped uni the other day, I skipped my brother's birthday, I skipped my evening shift, seem unable to do the things that I can usually do. I took the car and drove three hours through magic dripping forests punctuated by small towns with skate parks and weird lights. While dusk was gathering around me this long road stretched out in front of me and a old ute rattled along stopping me from going the speed I wanted to, I accelerated and went to overtake, racing the car coming in the other direction. My foot is on the floor, I'm going faster than I ever had before and I can see the eyes of the guy coming the other way. Faster, faster. I just slip into the gap between the two cars with my eyes wide, my breath coming in short gasps, excited shakes, a wicked grin and an uncomfortable reaquaintance with I-BLAME-YOU nihilism. What the fuck.
Sorry guys, no more excuses, a few things have shaken my priorities around, but I'm back into a routine almost, so hopefully blogging more regularly will be too.