Here's an interesting follow-up to my last post.
I'll admit that I can't stop listening to Dr. Dog... but that's not what I'm on about. I couldn't help some additional investigation which led me to Park the Van, a New Orleans based independent record label. That's how I bumped into Floating Action and how I found this song. Furthermore, that's how I became possessed by its ardent nonchalance. I know, I know... oxymoronic, right? Well, the band itself may as well be. Even the name invokes images of a lazy river and the struggle to fight its charming yet less than enthusiastic flow toward inevitable change. Try as you might, you'll never leave that inner-tube for the river bank.
That's what I'm really on about. This song has been on repeat for almost an hour and I've only just realized it. I'm not typically prone to letting that happen but this song is different. It's not that it's an amazing song... not that it's terrible, either. It just... is. Whether or not it's worth listening to is beside the point. Put it on, break out the books and see if you don't forget about it.
It's remarkably unremarkable. All the same, I find that I don't mind so much.
Check out this Tiny Mix Tapes review of the album and tell me what you think. Is there no worth to this music beyond its tempered, unobtrusive character? Some days I think that's all I need... a nice long trip down the lazy river.
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