LOSING MY EDGE

I’ve been very lethargic recently when it comes to new music, more so than usual.

A certain languor is part of my MO: I’ll listen to something a couple of times, find a reason to dismiss it, and then circle back later, sometimes to develop an obsession (say, Ships by Danielson), sometimes just to confirm my initial impression (say, Veckatimest).

I’m in this cycle now with Janelle Monae (“Waahh,” says I, “It’s toooo looonnng and schizo”), Arcade Fire (*cough* one-trick pony *cough*), and I fear I’m about to enter the cycle with False Priest (libido + logorrhea = libidorrhea).

But I’m troubled by the fact that I still have not even listened to the most-recent LCD Soundsystem. It’s sitting there on my iPod just taunting me…