the greatest album ever
Joe Cross (JCROSS@CTMSINC.com)
Mon, 01 Nov 1999 19:34:43 -0500
<<<Ok, first of all, my name is Grant, not depressed, the email address was
a
joke. Second of all, yes, Grant lee buffalo are/were a great band. I only
own
one cd though, fuzzy. I only bought it because of one song but now I listen
to
every song on it. I didn't know they had broken up though. Are their other
cd's
any good? Jupiter and Teardrop is probably one of my all time favorite
lyrics.
It's like a whole story, I always thought you could make a really cool video
for that song. Other favorite bands include Dandy Warhols, Beck, Violent
Femmes, Radiohead, Nirvana and Beastie Boys. And David Bowie, although his
new
song, thursday's child, is really boring. Cool title though.>>>
Everyone, of every age, of every race, of every socioeconomic background, of
every sex, of everything should own 'In the Aeroplane Over the Sea' by the
band Neutral Milk Hotel. It is far and away the most beautiful piece of art
that exists and therefore the greatest album of all time.
How can you argue against an album that is about being in love with Anne
Frank and paying tribute to her memory?
Joey
"the only girl I ever loved, was born with roses in her eyes, but then they
buried her alive one diay in 1945 with just her sister by her side and only
weeks before the guns all came and rained on everyone, now she's a little
boy in spain playing pianos filled with flames on empty rings around the
sun, i'll say the same our dream has gone, but now we must pack up every
piece of the life we used to know, just to keep ourselves at least enough to
carry on, and now we ride the circus wheel, left dark brother wrapped in
white, said it was good to be alive but now he rides a comet's flame and
won't be coming back again, the earth looks better from the star that's
bright above from where you are, he didn't mean to make you cry with sparks
that ring and bullets fly on empty rings around your heart the world just
screams and falls apart, but now we must pack up every piece of the life we
used to know, just to keep ourselves at least enough to carry on, and here's
where your mother sleeps, and here is the room where your brothers were
born, indentions in the sheets where their bodies once moved but don't move
anymore and it's so sad to see the world agree that they'd rather see their
faces filled with flies, oh and I want to keep white roses in their eyes"
- NMH