"Go back, I like that song!"

I hate indie music. There, I said it.

I love indie clothes, I don’t mind indie kids and I like indie clubs but I can’t for the life of me bring myself to enjoy the music. I guess I like the packaging and it’s the product I can do without. If anything, that’s a real testament to the age we live in. Indie music to me is like the kind of let down one feels when they purchase Celebrity Perfumes. The bottle, the packaging, the image all cry out to the very depths of my soul as if they are that thing I always felt was missing but one spritz of the perfume itself and I’m covered in searing prostitute piss. However, to every rule there is an acceptation and occasionally an indie band comes along which doesn’t totally suck. Maybe I’m getting soft, or maybe the world is just spinning backwards (I suspect the later) but lately I’ve found not one, but THREE entire albums that vaguely fit the description.

The Drums - The Drums

Recently I acquired this album, after “Let’s Go Surfing” forced itself upon me despite all protests. I guess they’re like any other indie band really, but they’re actually cool in that nonchalant way that’s usually total bullshit. They also have this unashamedly blatant surf rock streak which I can never get past in any band - it’s just nice to listen to something that doesn’t ask too much of you. They kind of make me feel like its summer and I’m dousing myself in deodorant in the hopes my mum doesn’t notice the smell of cigarettes on me.



Dum Dum Girls - I Will Be

A lot of friends have recommended me music over the years: “Jane, You’d love this band!”,they say, at which point I zone out. Sure it’s sweet they thought of me, but they only end up crushed when my feedback on their selection involves a 20 minute power point presentation explaining why their music taste is so crappy. Recently a friend recommended me Dum Dum Girls and in a never before seen leap of faith I actually downloaded AND listened to said album. What can I say? 4 babes, fuzzy garage guitars, cheeky harmonies and lyrics like “middle school was such a drag”.

Conclusion: Stop being a such a twat and give my friends’ taste a chance.



Robyn - Body Talk Pt. 1

Normally I’m a little sceptical of the whole indie-electro thing, especially if it involves female singers. It's fun, it's new, it's shiny (actually, that would be the gold lamé that everyone in this genre insists upon) but to actually listen to an album in its entirity is like listening to a Gameboy someone accidently left on. That is, it could be an album or it could be one REALLY long song. Either way, my ears are bleeding, so we’ll sort that out when we get back from emergency. I like Robyn though, I really don’t know why. Maybe coz I’ve already choreographed the entire album in front of my bedroom mirror. Or maybe coz after listening to the album, I think she’s the kind of girl that would shamelessly use and abuse me whilst she continued to openly lust over the boy she’s singing about in “Dancing On My Own”. I like that in a girl, you know?