I want to go home because I haven't got one (la de da)

Home.

The amount of songs that talk about the concept of "Home" is growing exponentially, but I'm not complaining. There are some fucking good songs about home. She & Him just release Volume 2, and I was pleasantly surprised to find that track 8 is "Home." I was even more pleased to find that I really love what Zooey did with the concept. She took the home and love analogy to a geographical level. And as Jeff Adams preaches, geography is fucking awesome.

Anyway, in the midst of all these thoughts on Home, itunes was nice enough to remind me that not all the songs in my life about Home, are called Home.

Basically, There Is A Light That Never Goes Out came on. One of the most important songs in my life. And how does it reference Home?

"Driving in your car/I never, never want to go home/ Because I haven't got one, laa dee daa/No, I haven't got one"

So here I am, fixated on all these songs talking about home and HAVING one, when the song in my life that trumps all these guys is basically espousing the nomadic existence (which I suppose is intensely appropriate for me) and lack of a home.

Moreover, Morrissey is still talking about love. Except in his case, love isn't stationary. It's being on the road. And being with the person that makes you feel like you never want the car to stop. Makes you feel like home doesn't exist anymore and that's okay.

Pour conclure - Home can be a state. Home can be a nation. Home can be a feeling. Home can be a person.

1. Home - Depeche Mode

2. Home - Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros

3. Home - She & Him

4. Home - Michael Bublé

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5. Home Again - Beach House

- DJ

frapping my ears in oh10

The first two full months of 2010 have been all about alot of great discoveries and re-discoveries.

First and foremost, Animal Collective.

I avoided listening to Meriweather Post Pavillion for so long because I just really didn't get all of the hype. I'd been marginally aware of a few older songs for awhile, but it wasn't until I actually sat down and listened to "My Girls" on repeat that I was ready to delve into the magic that is Animal Collective. I've played the hell out of Meriweather now and, thanks to a friend who gladly shared his entire collection of Collective, I've been slowly penetrating their older stuff. I think it's going to be a long, unforgettable process.

Another band who was previously only a peripheral interest of mine, Wilco, has also been frapping me in a major way lately. After listening to Yankee Hotel Foxtrot on repeat for a couple of weeks I became convinced that it is one of the most beautiful and cohesive albums I've experienced. ("I Am Trying to Break Your Heart" is beyond haunting.) Similarly, a renewed interest in and heart re-frapping by Sufjan Stevens's Illinois has made me nostalgic for the days of good, solid ALBUMS.

One newer band that has kept me from losing faith in the art of the album is Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros. Up from Below is like a wonderful trip through mountains and deserts with 8-10 of your best friends that, by the end of it, results in you becoming a family. This band really feels like a throwback to the days of travellin', dancin', peace lovin' music groupes. "Home" is by far the best new(ish) song that sounds like an old song that I've heard in forever. It's striking me "Skinny Love" -style. The lyrics, the whistling, the clapping, the contrast between the male and female voices, the adorable, cheeky spoken interlude: it's all magic.

-T.Dawg