Today has been the Mondayist, Januaryist, Winter-Malaisest day of all days. Everyone in Minnesota is cranky. All the bullshit minor annoyances of daily life feel 821 times worse than usual because the temperature is Minus We’re All Gonna Die outside, in a winter that has already been filled with days & nights that are Minus This is Colder Than Usual.
We’re sick of ourselves and our families and the Internet and our houses and all the things, and we know that there are at the very least two more months of winter and if it is snows in May like it did last year we’re going to start burning shit to the ground.
Personally, it’s been a day filled with tedium and heart burn from eating too many jalapenos and I dropped a slobbery piece of Red Hots candy cane on my shirt and my skin feels itchy no matter how many unguents I apply and my hair is staticy and I haven’t spent time with any actual human beings in seven days because I had to skip Family Dinner last night because of blizzard conditions and oh my god I’ve written about 19,000 words today and deleted all 18, 803 of them.
And while I’ve heard a few songs off the new album on the radio, I haven’t paid much attention. They’re if you like that thing, you’ll like them kinds of songs. I like that kind of thing and thus I like the songs. They didn’t grab me by the shirt and shake me alive, but I dug them.
But today after all the crank and crab, I headed over to that stream and clicked play and the very first song “It’s Only Dancing” grabbed me by the shirt and shook me so hard my pulse raced and my heart swelled and my palms got a little sweaty, all those things that happen when you fall in love at first listen.
This is my new favorite song. Here’s why:
- The way the guitar builds anticipation at the start of the song.
- The line “pull you close, hold my breath, feel your heartbeat through your summer dress.”
- The whole idea of not needing an alibi because it’s only dancing.
- When the drums come crashing in at about a minute and relieves some of that exquisite tension.
- The goofy teenage dance with the mirror ball and the cover band.
- “It’s not like I’m in love with you. What a crazy idea. Where did you get that?”
- Mention of the word hips (and thus another addition to my ever-growing hips playlist).
- The way the music builds dramatically throughout the song, telling us we’re heading somewhere big.
- And that some place ends SPOILER ALERT with her in a veil and him in a clip-on tie and sweater vest watching her dance with her perfect groom.
- It’s a short story song and I love short story songs.
- It reminds me so much, thematically, of The Replacements’ “Nobody,” which, incidentally, also mentions hips.
- “I want to scream, I want to burst, I want to blame the whole damn universe.”
- Unrequited love songs are my favorite of all the love songs.
- It’s a lovely song on a lovely album.