This is my discovery of the last month or so - the LA based band called Rilo Kiley. I discovered them by pure happenstance. I was hanging around the London Regent Street Apple store, waiting to get my sweaty paws on the new iPod Touch, but having to brave the lines that were three deep behind each one - deciding to wait it out, I was playing with one of the new Nanos and this track came on:
If you don't get hooked by the opening riff, you should check your pulse...
Call me a sucker for a well-turned line, but there is something immediately sardonic and naive at the same time about a line that goes 'And the talking leads to touching/ and the touching leads to sex/ and then there is no mystery left'...
Then, I discovered this from their new album.
If you recognize the opening riff, you should apply for a slot as Team Captain on Never Mind the Buzzcocks, but regardless of your social skills, this is another exquisitely written and performed track.
Run, don't walk, to get all of their albums!
(It's the riff from My Sweet Lord by George Harrison, by the way)
And as your reward for reading this far, here's a very obscure, but endearing video of them:
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