Chris blows up Broken Social Scene for no good reason. Also the Shins. And WU LYF. Chris, apparently, likes everything besides Mister Heavenly and Ocean’s 12. He also does an impression of Brandon. But really, that’s like a Cosby impression. Everybody’s got one.
Mister Heavenly – “Mister Heavenly”
From: Chris Mollica
To: Jennifer Lao and Brandon Hall
I’m going to do a little impression:
“How can you like/not like this album?!?! Listen to this second album, that is better, and tell me what you think now?” Well done, Brandon. You’ve Woods’d Mister Heavenly.
In the sake of full disclosure, that one Man Man song I knew is from a mix Brandon gave me. I loved that song, sang along, and the other day, whilst working on my first Mister Heavenly letter to Jenn, put on a newly obtained Rabbit Habits by Man Man…AND preferred it! A letter doesn’t have room for everything so I stuck to my ancient guns, not the somewhat unfamiliar ones. I thought it would be unfair to include an album I knew only in passing with one I was about to engage in an absurdly serious discussion…but screw that! You said it Brandon, albeit vaguely: Man Man is better than Mister Heavenly. Actually, a lot of things are better than Mister Heavenly. That is what I started thinking about when Brandon interjected, “Not every album has to be “Best Album of the Year,” right?”
No. It doesn’t, but I’ve got 24 hours in a day. I like music. A lot of music. Records, great ones included, fight ferociously for precious minutes of my time that isn’t consumed by my recent addiction to X-Men: The Animated Series on Netflix. Better ways to spend 36 minutes? Let’s see: Chutes Too Narrow by the Shins (who Joe Plummer now plays for), C’mom Miracle by Mirah and, just this year, Go Tell Fire to the Mountain by wu lyf, which at forty seven minutes, provides ten additional minutes of fun. This isn’t merely me being a jerk or demonstrating how fast I can scan through my iTunes and find 36 minute albums. These albums are cohesive, fun and memorable. Jenn, we do agree (and would be on a temporary truce if you hadn’t attacked my catalog’s fidelity). There is a potential for greatness here, but at its current state, Mister Heavenly inspires no humming, singing or dancing from this spontaneous-dance-prone-individual with the exception of “Harm You.”
That chorus gets me every time.
Out of Love isn’t bad. It’s good. I like it, and I’ll stop there. Maybe I’ll pass by one day and ask it for a spin. Other than that, I can find its brand of good-timery elsewhere, better and without the skip inducing “Reggae Pie.” Broken Social Scene’s albums are all double that length and have no such misfires.
“So you think I could ever hurt you now?”
Chris
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