Waiter: "You Vultures!", Portugal. The Man, 2006, :52
★ ★ ☆ ☆ ☆
Experimental (?) rock band from Alaska's debut album. They're a good band, but the songs don't seem to be about anything. See: "Lay my face back in the sleep finds me lazy / (A fear's friendly fed when you're free to be resting) / Birds in the sky and the rain won't soon call in / (Gravel laced sunsets foaming through my belly)." Or: "Pears and peaches and Doctor Hippo / Met for a drink in those marshmallow clouds / Shout at pavement that’s sprouting up turnips." Or: "Sharpened tongues fair painted divers / Forearms rest in streams of silver / Golden people pass in silence." Well. Look, I can only listen to so much unalloyed gibberish. And of course the album ends in five interminable minutes of buzzing and plinking and random voices and feedback. Ugh. Doesn't anyone want to just make an album of songs any more? Favorite tracks: "How the Leopard Got its Spots," "Waiter."
