i'm drinking what used to be sin (actually, no, it's coffee in my mug right now)

I know I'm about to commit music sacrilege here, but... I am not a particular fan of The Beatles. I mean, I appreciate how influential they were, and I like Sgt. Pepper as a concept album (although I really only like the movie version, with Alice Cooper and Peter Frampton), but I don't really ever think, "Hm, I want to listen to the White album right now." I have no digital Beatles, and I don't miss it. Remember that moment in Pulp Fiction when Mia talks about being a Beatles man or an Elvis man? Elvis.

So. Pretty. Odd., which owes a great deal to the Beatles and Sgt Pepper, doesn't particularly impress me. I don't dislike it. It's a good sophomore effort, and it definitely distances the Panic boys from A Fever You Can't Sweat Out. The instrumental arrangement's pretty awesome (clarinet! flute! trumpet!). The songs sound like they'll be easier to perform, in terms of layers of vocals, than AFYCSO. But that style is not one that I listen to and re-listen to on a regular basis, or put on my exercise or work playlist. I like Northern Downpour, When The Day Met The Night (a love song for the sun and moon, what's not to like?), and I Have Friends In Holy Spaces. The rest of it? I'm sure it'll grow on me. Eventually.

( Blue October @ the Meridian )

Urgh. Work. Must go. But why_me_why_not? I got more written (long-hand) at lunch yesterday. And IN ONE MONTH YOU'LL BE HERE. *cough* /capslock