In the spirit of all that is Thanksgiving, I’ve decided to dedicated this week to songs I’m extremely thankful I discovered. My music habits are less than normal, so some of the childhood trends I’ve missed. But, thanks to my changing preferences, due to a bittersweet understanding of the world, I am culturally experienced and always fascinated when good things appear. I’m thankful there’s ways to share and explore these fantastic hits. All hail the Internet!
1. “I Feel Weird”- Steel Train
Steel Train is one of the bands I was too naive to discover when they would have been around to appreciate it, but I’m here now, and it’s all because of “I Feel Weird.” The initial chords drove me in; their cheery demeanor is a pleasing aspect. But, the lyrics really stop you, especially the opening line: “When I was eighteen everything was alive/then the planes hit the towers/then she died and he died.” That capture of reality is a little surreal. But, the song’s continued declaration of accepting change is better and a little more hopeful.
2. “Little Numbers (Acoustic)” – BOY
My preference of the acoustic version of this song stems from my inability to sway from calmer music, but BOY does a phenomenal job of altering this song to fit the slower genre. The song is able to keep its personality, which consists of honesty and lust, but promote a new fascination. The title refers to the numbers in a phone number, which is adorable, considering how important things like that are today. But, it’s also lines like, “seven little numbers baby/they could be a start/seven little numbers baby/I know yours by heart,” that spruce up the message and demonstrate how infatuation works.
3. “You Don’t Know Me” – Ben Folds
There’s a lot of Ben Folds to experience, but “You Don’t Me Know” is a pretty whacky way to begin the process. The song itself is a journey into some silly pop and sets a preppy tone. The content is also pretty much a discussion on how relationships can resolve without the participates actually knowing about each other. Fold’s expression of himself as a blank slate for the other person, a model of sorts of what they want in a partner, is completely ridiculous to picture, but correct in retelling, “we were the cliche, but we carried on anyway.” The conflicting tones, the happy music and sad content, are entertaining, however, and truthful, relatable material.