3/365 Thieves -- She & Him

Very reminiscent of the slow-dance ballads of the American 1950's, this song is quite the unusual one for being as modern as it is. One would normally associate this type of music with steel cars, drive-in movies and greaseball cheeseburgers, but the video is something else. Using film similar to the 50's era, we watch a story of love unfold in the most quaint fashion.

Lyrics:

You never knew
You didn't know me well
So well as I knew you
And I know
And you know too
That a love like ours
Is terrible news
But that wont stop me crying
No, that wont stop me
Crying over you
I'm not a prophet
Old love is in me
New love just seeps right in
And it make me guilty
Why do you look like that?
It's not all that bad
I'll see you sometime
Sometimes lonely isn't sad
And I know
And you know too
That a love like ours
Is terrible news
But that won't stop me crying
No, that won't stop me
Crying over you
No, that won't stop me
Crying over you
No, that won't stop me
Crying over you
We two are makers
Just made this mess
Two broken hearts don't beat
Any less
There's thieves among us
Painting the walls
With all kinds of lies
And lies I never told it all
And I know
And you know too
That a love like ours
Is terrible news
But that won't stop me crying
No, that won't stop me
Crying over you
No, that won't stop me
Crying over you
No, that won't stop me
Crying over you

2/365 - Such Great Heights - The Postal Service

Despite how modern this piece may sound, it's actually 6 years old. The Postal Service, consisting of Death Cab For Cutie's Ben Gibbard and Headset's Jimmy Tamborello is no more, but the music lives on.

A heavy in electronica and indie, the music is similar to a prehistoric Owl City. The video is a new take on love, as we watch the unknown protagonist meet the love of his life in a compact-disc factory.

Lyrics

"I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles

In our eyes are mirror images and when

We kiss they're perfectly aligned

And I have to speculate that God himself

Did make us into corresponding shapes like

Puzzle pieces from the clay

True, it may seem like a stretch, but

Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled

Head when you're away when I am missing you to death

When you are out there on the road for

Several weeks of shows and when you scan

The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great

Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say

But everything looks perfect from far away,

'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your

Machine but the persistent beat it sounded

Thin upon listening

That frankly will not fly. you will hear

The shrillest highs and lowest lows with

The windows down when this is guiding you home"

1/365 - Lemonade - CocoRosie

This is probably one of my all-time favorites. Many may consider it more pop than indie, but I think it's close enough. Incorporating piano, folk, pop, and electronica elements, this is truly something unique. However, I think the best part is the video itself. Using imagery of two elderly sisters walking down memory lane together, while exploring their childhood  is an completely orginal and pulchritudinous.

Lyrics:

"It was Cinco de Mayo

Pillow case on his head

No more breathing time

An ambulance sped

Sped 'round every corner

Calling out his name

Shot a rabbit from the back seat window

Sat and watched the summer corn grow

Ate ice cream in a desert dream

And got lost in father's singing

Too hot inside

Too hot outside

Lazy days when I said let's go for a ride

We'd sail on Spirit Lake

Me, my pappy, and his lemonade

Tim and Tina were my parents' names

They got engaged

They were inflamed

Seduced by the light of butterflies

How they shimmer, how they glimmer

Those butterflies

We seven kids

We almost died

Nearly put to death

By lightening strikes

Instead there was hot, pink

Flashes in the sky

We climbed the rocks, in snow and rain

In search of magic powers

To heal our mother's pain

Shot a rabbit from the back seat window

Sat and watched the summer corn grow

Ate ice cream in a desert dream

And got lost in father's singing

Too hot inside

Too hot outside

Lazy days when I said let's go for a ride

We'd sail on Spirit Lake

Me, my pappy, and his lemonade"

Introduction

Hello world,

I'm Philip. However, that's not my real name. I'm 17, and I from the United States, and just about a stone's throw from Canada.

The reason I created this blog was my love of music.
 Music is almost a hobby of mine, keeping me company while studying, hugging me after a relationship fails, and helping to celebrate the best parts of life. I love music so much, that I decided to share my taste with you (particularly indie). Indie is defined as "a pop group not affiliated with a major record company", and I don't disagree, but I feel there is more to it. To me, Indie music is way to express stories, adventures, hardships and fantasies through song. Unlike most music, this is done is hand-crafted lyrics and vintage sound.


I decided I would do this project365-style, or a new song everyday.


Every post will contain a video or link to the song of the day, lyrics, and my opinion. Please post your opinions as well!


Cheers,
P.