Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Rocking the suburbs

So, being back at work after more than two weeks off. It's tough. And this is my second week back.

Actually, the work part of work is fine, but I'm still struggling to adjust to the noise that is this new office set up. If you, too, are struggling to get back into the swing and tune out TMI colleagues, allow me to direct you to a few of the blokes who are seeing me through these dark times.
  • Rufus Wainwright: Ah, my flaming cabaret-style singing guy. You can belt it. I listened to his version of "Hallelujah" about five times yesterday at work. (Via ear buds, of course, since I'm not one of those people.) Chills.

  • Two Bens: Folds and Kweller, to be exact. I must say, I do miss the clever lyrics and whatnot when I'm listening in the car or at home. So there is an upside to having to tune out office noise, it would appear.

  • Phoenix: Discovered them after hearing an interview on NPR on the way to work one morning. Particularly loved that the interviewer thought he was being all coy by asking the lead singer, "So, you and Sofia Coppola?" and the guy was like, "Um, yeah. For awhile. We have one child and another on the way." (Nice try, Simon Scott. Maybe you'll get them next time.) In addition to Phoenix's worldly Parisian attitudes, I'm smitten by their music, which is nice and peppy with just a touch of disco so it's still tolerable. And it's in a Cadillac commercial, so they sold out to the man. And you know I only dig sellouts.

  • The Postal Service: The song "Such Great Heights" - the original, natch - is like pop rocks in my ears. Super fun.

  • Wilco: But when isn't it a good time to listen to Wilco?

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