Luke LaLonde of Born Ruffians, “I’m On Fire” (Bruce Springsteen cover)
I moved today. Or I am moving.
Right now I’m drinking in an airport in Boston and Boston has the best airports because there is free wifi. Aaanyhow I realized I hadn’t posted an obligatory “I just moved” song to my tumblr and while I have, over the years, had many songs I assumed I’d care about whenever I moved wherever it ended up being this one that has been stuck in my head.
Bouncing harpsichord, Justin still cherubic, but here’s a song about wanting to die in your arms. Can you imagine this kid expiring, maybe with bullet-holes in his chest, and a beatific smile on his face? Can you imagine him going peacefully into death? I imagine him shrieking, sniffling, clawing the unjust air. Kid’s never known love. Kid’s never known a love he’d trade everything for. These lines are pure fiction: “If I could just die in your arms / I wouldn’t mind.” But most pop music is fiction, after all - at best the recollection of a feeling. And here’s a tune that’s a middle-eight short of brilliant, because did I mention that harpsichord? It’s borrowed from Michael Jackson’s “We’ve Got a Good Thing Going”. And did I mention those fingersnaps? They’re new. And did I mention that there are certain chord progressions that are coded into our bodies, just like sunsets look nice, yes sunsets look nice. Produced by Darkchild, the producer with the most bad-ass name, who gave us sweetheart singles like Monica & Brandy’s “The Boy Is Mine” and Destiny’s Child “Lose My Breath”.
Vitamin Pets have made a thousand-dollar song. Since music has been deemed, in some sense, worthless, I feel it’s an appropriate price, if only for atonement. Plus, like all the songs we post here, for a myriad range of prices, it’s a wicked track, squawky, cheeky, bang. - Said the Gramophone