A Modern 12 Days of Christmas (Day 4)

On the 4th day of Christmas my true love gave to me,

four hockey sticks

three Big Screen TVs

two CD players

and a pair of leather shoes by Nike

A Modern 12 Days of Christmas (Day 3)

On the 3rd day of Christmas my true love gave to me,

three Big Screen TVs

two CD players

and a pair of leather shoes by Nike

A Modern 12 Days of Christmas (Day 2)

On the 2nd day of Christmas my true love gave to me,

two CD players

and a pair of leather shoes by Nike

A Modern 12 Days of Christmas (Day 1)

On the 1st day of Christmas my true love gave to me,

a pair of leather shoes by Nike

Attention! A Modern 12 Days of Christmas to be released

Starting this Sunday, I will be revealing to you, my devoted readers, a modern rendition of the 12 Days of Christmas. This rendition was created years ago, when I was at the ripe young age of eleven. Each day I will release two verses of the song. (seeing as how I missed the 12 DAY mark awhile ago)

'Tis the Season.

Cold War Kids : Audience Of One

They're back. As posted last month, the Cold War Kids are releasing an E.P. in January. This is the first leak from the coming E.P. and it is good to hear the Kids back in form.
The song is straight ahead soulful. The middle eight is especially good. I think this song more than makes up for their repetitive ramblings of something not being right [with them].

To those of you who are reading this and know what 'an audience of one' implies: good for you. And for those of you who don't, here is a list of comprehensive search engines that might help you figure it out before you decide to leave a smart-ass comment on my blog:

Ask.com

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And here's the track:

Cold War Kids : Audience of One

Owl City : Fireflies . . . Ha Ha

I stumbled across this great review of Owl City's hit single, Fireflies.

Reviewed by Pitchfork, the single received a gracious rating of 1. That's right, less than two and a bit more than nothing (though not much).

To summarize the review, I've selected this passage to highlight the essence of Fireflies:

"Like most 'brought to you by...' attempts to connect with the disaffected, it's delivered in an emasculated, cloying wheeze that serves as a cutesy defense mechanism for a guy who's trying so hard to be sincere, he forgets to say what he actually means"

Read the review in its entirety. It is intensely gratifying. I promise.