Your new blogger friend got a new job.
Not brand new or anything, I’m just starting my second full week but let me tell you, internet, I love it. I love my job. However, the music selection... Well, it’s spotty at best.
Others who work retail understand my plight. Heck, others who shop retail understand my plight - Oft times, you walk into a store and, as a music lover, your brain just disconnects because before your trip to, oh, let's say, Target is through, chances are that, as someone who appreciates originality and creativity, your heart and your head will get hurt by Rihanna and her um-ber-ella-ella-ella.
But every now and then, I’m noticing a gem or two sneaking through. Mostly, the songs I've taken a shine to have all been songs I've liked before but have previously known - In the past six days of work, The Hold Steady play count is up to a solid two and I'm hearing Franz Ferdinand at a steady daily rate and considering I’m now a Hot Topic employee (and an assistant manager at that, children!), these statistics are not bad at all! But now, as of yesterday, I can say that I’ve actually discovered my first artist, thanks to my coworker Matt for pointing him out to me.
The easiest, most obvious comparison I could draw to Andrew Jackson Jihad is a male, more awesome, far funnier version of Kimya Dawson. If you ever have found yourself listening to the Moldy Peaches, thinking longingly ‘Gee, I sure like them but I sure would like them much, much better if they had more upbeat songs about serial killing and accidentally giving your own brother fetal alcohol syndrome.’, well then Andrew Jackson Jihad is your man. Acoustic guitar based, spastic sounding vocals and strangely upbeat and hilariously innapropriate lyrics, Andrew Jackson Jihad sounds just like you’d imagine after seeing a picture of him.
This is a guy I’d love to hang out with.
& that, perhaps, is the best accolade I can give.
But you should listen for yourself.
Rejoice
Now enjoy him and his band playing in a parking lot!
Visit Andrew Jackson Jihad on Myspace!
Not brand new or anything, I’m just starting my second full week but let me tell you, internet, I love it. I love my job. However, the music selection... Well, it’s spotty at best.
Others who work retail understand my plight. Heck, others who shop retail understand my plight - Oft times, you walk into a store and, as a music lover, your brain just disconnects because before your trip to, oh, let's say, Target is through, chances are that, as someone who appreciates originality and creativity, your heart and your head will get hurt by Rihanna and her um-ber-ella-ella-ella.
But every now and then, I’m noticing a gem or two sneaking through. Mostly, the songs I've taken a shine to have all been songs I've liked before but have previously known - In the past six days of work, The Hold Steady play count is up to a solid two and I'm hearing Franz Ferdinand at a steady daily rate and considering I’m now a Hot Topic employee (and an assistant manager at that, children!), these statistics are not bad at all! But now, as of yesterday, I can say that I’ve actually discovered my first artist, thanks to my coworker Matt for pointing him out to me.
The easiest, most obvious comparison I could draw to Andrew Jackson Jihad is a male, more awesome, far funnier version of Kimya Dawson. If you ever have found yourself listening to the Moldy Peaches, thinking longingly ‘Gee, I sure like them but I sure would like them much, much better if they had more upbeat songs about serial killing and accidentally giving your own brother fetal alcohol syndrome.’, well then Andrew Jackson Jihad is your man. Acoustic guitar based, spastic sounding vocals and strangely upbeat and hilariously innapropriate lyrics, Andrew Jackson Jihad sounds just like you’d imagine after seeing a picture of him.
This is a guy I’d love to hang out with.
& that, perhaps, is the best accolade I can give.
But you should listen for yourself.
Rejoice
Now enjoy him and his band playing in a parking lot!
Visit Andrew Jackson Jihad on Myspace!
