get behind me satan

the sound of music. yes, the singing and dancing classic flim set on the picturesque hills in who knows where. now, if i were jill, i would know all the lyrics of all the songs, including the one i'm alluding to. yes the inclusion of the allusion. something about butterflies, paper packages with bows, rainbows on sunny day or something else with something else. sorry if i'm slaughtering this song. the point is that the sound of music makes me happy. no, and now, i'm not talking about that cheesy film. i'm talking about the sound of music. the sound of good music.

sometimes, you find a good album. and i mean a really good album. some bands will drop a hot beat or a tight song every now and again. but its extremely rare that a band will lay down an album that you cannot get enough of. you wanna listen to it all the time. and its not just one song stuck in your head, but you want the whole thing. so get behind me satan. its also easy to get behind an album with such a good name. but then again, i guess if you're getting behind the album, maybe that puts you where satan is. nonetheless, this albums is solid. little jack white and his sister really did something right when they put this album together. i saw these guys this summer with my cousins paul and stephen at coney island, and trust me, the white stripes know how'ta rock. solid set. good rock. you wouldn't believe that that kind of noise production would result from just two people, but it does. and it does good.

so i don't know what makes everyone else in this world happy. my little 8 yr cousin lafe just loves to have a certain number of comments on his blog, some conditioned girls just like flowers, some moms just like their children around, others just like others to get off the bandwagon. and while all of these things are good, i love good music. and good albums. and people that know how to do things right... jack white right.