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Book of James
We Are Augustines
Rise Ye Sunken Ships
2011

♥: I download endless amounts of music. At any given time I have 15-20 GBs of still-zipped albums -- great for some reasons, i.e. being able to unzip at my leisure, whenever I'm in a particularly music-y mood -- almost like I have my own personal CD store waiting for me to click through. Bad, though, for others -- one of the biggest being a lot of albums get forgotten, especially when they're down in the "W's -- even if when I download them, after previewing a few tracks online somewhere, I'm crazy excited to hear. Sometimes, when I finally get around to unzipping them, their time (my interest in that type of music? or whatever it was that clicked on that initial sampling) has passed.

Not so here.
I downloaded Rise Ye Sunken Ships when it was released, in mid-2011. Can't remember why. Maybe it just caught my eye on NAR as many albums do, maybe I heard about We Are Augustines somewhere (or even heard one of their songs) -- anyway, I've been making a point of, when I feel like unzipping albums, hitting up the ones I downloaded in 2011 (two years later? those poor guys' bytes must be getting dusty). Last week, before heading out to shop for Post 128's song, I unzipped this album. Low hopes. But it was good. Surprisingly good, actually. I was getting hooked, and then I heard this song, and it was done.

I'm SO excited for you to hear this song (if you don't already know it -- I'm just a little behind the times, after all) because I am SO excited that I found it. It has a certain gritty 90s alt-rock quality to it, that particular visceral sound we both tend to love -- and it is so, so beautiful. That first chorus, the leadup, and the quick transition into it, it makes me break out into a grin every single time. Musically, it's perfect. Lyrically:

He stood there in his shoes unable to move
Kid, I drove all night here to tell you I love you
And here lies my green eyes
Rolled back in my head, but they're alive

Lyrically...well, also perfect. The whole thing.

As I perused the rows and rows of used CDs on Mont-Royal, this album was on repeat. And every time this song shuffled up, my heart danced, so I did, too.