When I hear Lost Coastlines by Okkervil River I can't help thinking where have I heard this song before?
With some help I figured it out.
This also happened with Sufjan Stevens' Chicago.
I hummed the melody until I began repeating the words turn, turn, turn.
All things go ... a time to be born, a time to die.
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About Me
- Pierre Wolf
- With everyone and his brother, sister, and mother, creating a blog these days I felt it was my time to jump into the world wide web of ridiculousness that is blogging. A person needs to be a little pretentious, cynical, and self-absorbed to want to create a blog. Pretentiousness I leave at the proverbial curb when I enter this party. Sure I can drop ludicrous metaphors and two dollar words like 50 cent dropping bottles of Cris at the VMA's - wait aren't they boycotting that sh*t over racist remarks - that reminds me I can also drop pop culture knowledge that will be forgotten in a few weeks, but my point being, I won't. I won't bring pretentious hipster lingo into this blog. I won't make my music reviews sound like comments from a wine tasting. I will be upfront about what I like and what I don't and I will try to have a little fun with it.
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