" Like a sales force into the night"...

After reading my previous posts, It is obvious that growing up and maturing has been something I have been reflecting on lately. I know 25 isn’t exactly that old, but it sure feels like it. Go figure that one of my top songs of the past year deals with this exact theme. The Band is LCD Soundsystem which is a project of dance-punk music producer James Murphy. I tend to shy away from dance music*, but I last year I read countless positive reviews of his most recent album the Sound of the Silver. It was on this album that I discovered the track "All my friends" and it has been love ever since. I was completely hooked at the first beat of the song and immediately I realized that Mr. Murphy had created a song that transcends anything else he had touched. Apparently he wrote the song after turning 45 and looking back on how much his friendships had changed over the years. It inst exactly a few original insight, but his lyrics are fantastic. It struck me that his experiences/emotions where very similar to the past few of my own life especially in the framework of witnessing the relationships I made at Boston College wax and wane. A friend once told me that every year, you should take a moment to make a list of the people you would invite to your wedding because this little exercise would speak loads about who is truly important to you in your life. I haven’t done this yet, but I think I would be amazed by how much it has changed since leaving BC.

Enjoy the song and check out the video if you get a chance.

All my Friends by Lcd Soundsystem

All My Friends(video) by Lcd Soundsystem

Here are the lyrics:

That's how it starts

We go back to your house

We check the charts

And start to figure it out

And if it's crowded, all the better

Because we know we're gonna be up late

But if you're worried about the weather

Then you picked the wrong place to stay

That's how it starts

And so it starts

You switch the engine on

We set controls for the heart of the sun

one of the ways we show our age

And if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up, if the sun comes up

And I still don't wanna stagger home

Then it's the memory of our betters

That are keeping us on our feet

You spent the first five years trying to get with the plan

And the next five years trying to be with your friends again

You're talking 45 turns just as fast as you can

Teah, I know it gets tired, but it's better when we pretend

It comes apart

The way it does in bad films

Except in parts

When the moral kicks in

Though when we're running out of the drugs

And the conversation's winding away

I wouldn't trade one stupid decision

For another five years of life

You drop the first ten years just as fast as you can

And the next ten people who are trying to be polite

When you're blowing eighty-five days in the middle of France

Yeah, I know it gets tired only where are your friends tonight?

And to tell the truth

Oh, this could be the last time

So here we go

Like a sales force into the night

And if I made a fool, if I made a fool, if I made a fool

on the road, there's always this

And if I'm sewn into submission

I can still come home to this

And with a face like a dad and a laughable stand

You can sleep on the plane or review what you said

When you're drunk and the kids leave impossible tasks

You think over and over, "hey, I'm finally dead."

Oh, if the trip and the plan come apart in your hand

Tou look contorted on yourself your ridiculous prop

You forgot what you meant when you read what you said

And you always knew you were tired, but then

Where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?

Where are your friends tonight?

If I could see all my friends tonight

If I could see all my friends tonight

If I could see all my friends tonight

If I could see all my friends tonight