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Feb. 9th, 2011 05:00 pm
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Gold Blood
Artist: The Hundred in the Hands
Album: S/T
Year: 2010
: As you know, I heard this song on the train. I'd loaded up the ole iPod with a bunch of albums I keep meaning to listen to, with the express purpose of actually listening to them. This was partially successful: there are a few other songs that may make their way to this comm eventually, but for now -- Gold Blood.

So I'm listening, liking the album's mellowed-out Ladytron vibe (especially from Pigeons, another winner), and then this song pops up with its dissonant electric guitar and strangely aharmonic opening verses. I didn't quite know what to make of it at first: a throwaway song they'd play before 11:30 at Saph? Some weird amalgamation of Lykke Li and the YYYs? Like Like You, it doesn't really belong with the rest of the album. Unlike Like You, it's not exactly beautiful -- UNTIL!

the freaking chorus.
I am huge on melodies and hooks. I definitely love experimental and atonal stuff -- but to really fall head over heels for a song, I need something I can't help but hum to myself. So when the key changed and the guitar made way for keyboards in that first chorus, I actually sat up straight in my seat.
The second chorus is my favourite, because I also love layers (in art, generally -- the more I hear/see in any given instance, the more I love it). The first time she sings it, with just synth-keyboards and a touch of drum: lovely, and then BANG BANG BANG. I keep blasting that part and I'm sure Julie&Meg are sick of it but tough bananas because it makes me dance like a crazy. The whole song does, actually: after multiple listens (and do listen multiple times, it had to grow on me!), I have realized that it is in no way a Saph throwaway -- it's something they should play at 1:30, primetime. "Time to lose your shit, ladies and gentlemen!"

The lyrics aren't overly exceptional, but I love the lines I put in the graphic, and the second verse: Young blood, no chance -- youth in a rude stance, dancing on the edge of dawn. Nice. 

LISTEN LOUD!
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