neurological dryer lint

the payphone thing was pretty sweet. yes, i drove out to a payphone on the other side of town for a marketing gimmick. now that that's out of the way... i got my name on the site. me and kirsten (the other person that was there) successfully unlocked a wav - and then another one, by completing a sequence with another team across the country. tell me that's not sweet. and next week not only will i get to go out there again - but this time my cell phone's on the list of places to call, so i'll get a personal chance to unlock something else. tell me THAT's not sweet. well of course you're going to tell me it's not sweet because you're not playing. die.

now onto futures. at first listen i didn't know what to think. after a few more full spins i like this disc as much as i did bleed american, which is one of my faves of all time. i know i shouldn't judge one based on the other - but i'm human and i've never gotten sick of bleed after three years. so i was hoping futures wouldn't be a letdown, and it clearly isn't.

where bleed is random and jumpy (you go from get it faster to your house to authority song to my sundown... it feels very disconnected, but in a brilliant, engaging way), futures is coherent. it feels like an album instead of a collection of songs. where bleed is upbeat (authority and a praise chorus make me laugh sometimes), futures is very deep and thoughtful. almost underwater thoughtful. and where bleed hits a huge range of ideas, futures grabs relationships and human interaction and need and pokes eleven different holes in it. drugs or me almost brought me to tears. nothingwrong and pain are vicious, biting. and i listened to night drive about four times and caught a different vibe from the song each time. like it was different on each spin.

the lyrics to kill are probably my favorite on the disc:

Well you're just across the street
Looks a mile to my feet
I want to go to you
Funny how I'm nervous still
I've always been the easy kill
I guess I always will

Could it be that everything goes around by chance
Only one way that was always meant to be
You kill me, you always know the perfect thing to say
I know what I should do but I just can't walk away

I can picture your face well
From the bar in my hotel I wish I'd go to you
I'll pick up, put down the phone
Like your favorite Heatmiser song goes, 'It's just like being alone'

Oh god, please don't tell me this has been in vain
I need answers to what all the waiting I've done means
You kill me, You've got some nerve, I can't face your mistakes
I know what I should do but I just can't turn away

So go on love
Leave while theres still hope for escape
Gotta take what you can these days
There's so much ahead
So much to grab
I know what you want to say
I know it but cant help feel indifferently
I loved you, and I should have said it
but tell me, just what has it ever meant?

I can't help it baby, this is who I am
Sorry but I can't just go turn off how I feel

You kill me, You build me up, but just to watch me break
I know what I should do but I just can't walk away