I want to escape. I feel the need for self expression. Maybe I shouldn’t accept this job offer and should move to Paris and start my own band, wear holey cashmere sweaters, ratty jeans and only wash my hair 2xs a week. I want a croissant. And a cigarette (and I don’t smoke).
I had a 20 pound weight on my head. And then I thought about this song and watched the video for the first time and the world suddenly seems brighter. It reminds me (just a little) that there are always options and possibilities outside of this one-pony college town.
At this point it’s probably cliche to like Phoenix, but it’s one of the only bands whose music is like drinking water; it never gets old. There is always something to capture my imagination. And it’s as comfortable as my favorite pair of jeans and cashmere sweater combined. Throw in a plaid flannel scarf to the mix and viola…
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