19 Oct / Happy Sad
The National is my second favourite band in the world. My first favourite has a dead lead singer and disbanded and rebanded long before I became interested in them, so possibly don’t count as being in the world, and I had to find a second favourite because they only recorded two albums.
In the interest of not running out of new music to listen to from my favourite band (of all time, I’ve decided now, not, in the world) I dole out Joy Division at the rate of two songs maximum per year, and the same song from a different album remixed counts each time.
So, since that’s highly inconvenient and it doesn’t look like anybody is getting reincarnated soon, I had to find a second. Thanks to a one minute segment of ‘Start a War’ on the end of an episode of ‘The Riches’ I found a new band.
Ever since I have highly anticipated all of their albums, even the ones that weren’t highly anticipated. I’ve even listened to their early stuff when it seems they were channeling some country rock vibe (ugh), the weird one-offs which I keep forgetting about because they’re not attached to an album, and I listened to whatever the hell that Game of Thrones ditty was.
So on Friday when my darling was listening to the radio and I heard me some familiar baritone, I was ecstatic. A new song from The National. And it’s been a while so probably a whole new album.
I excitedly searched all of the Internet (except the Dark Net, that stuff gets real, fast) and came up with… nothing. There was no new National album, and there was no new National song.
But it was on the new song segment.
I had to wait until the end of the song to learn that Matt Berninger (from the National) has joined together with some dude I’ve never heard of but apparently is popular in Portland? and formed a new band.
This is great! Except it’s awful!
What are you meant to feel when something happens which is simultaneously fantastic and possibly the end (or the beginning of the end) of the thing you love second best in the world?
Third best, sorry Darling.
In New Zealand our casual slang has developed a phrase that perfectly encompasses these situations: Yeah, nah.
El Vy? Yeah, nah.