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"Remember saying things like 'we'll sleep when we're dead'
And thinking this feeling was never gonna end.

Remember that night you were already in bed, 
Said 'fuck it' got up to drink with me instead
" Younger Us - Japandroids

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#228 (of 365) "Photobooth" Death Cab for Cutie

6/4/2025

 
Around 2001 or 2002, I got way into Death Cab for Cutie. I mean, it was a dumb band name (in retrospect) but they really made good music, and somehow one of my favorite characters on my favorite shows was a huge fan (Seth from The OC) and not only was their music featured but he name-checked obscure titles of tracks in episodes. Like, awesome. That's kind of all I remember, honestly. I feel like that was a different time and I was such a different person and TV itself was different, as was indie rock, then exploding in the world in the way that it did. It's all gone now. The idea that one of my bands would be a featured part of a TV plot. As well as my brief fascination for the band from Washington state(?) - I think that's where they are from. Anyway, I stopped listening to Death Cab sometime after Transatlanticism, which was back in 2003. Their follow-up Plans, was their major label debut for Atlantic Records, and I didn't care for it. Narrow Stairs came out in 2008 and I definitely didn't listen to it much and stopped listening to the older tracks in the ensuing years. So this is the only song of theirs that made the countdown, almost exclusively because of my memories of that time and the way this song spoke to me, back then, when things weren't as good in my life as they are now, but which produces enough moments of joy that I remember kind of wistfully, the feeling of that time and the way hearing new music made me want to sing.

​I remember when the days were long
And the nights when the living room was on the lawn
Constant quarreling, the childish fits
And our clothes in a pile on the ottoman
All the slander and doublespeak
Were only foolish attempts to show you did not mean
Anything but the blatant proof
Was your lips touching mine in the photobooth
And as the summer's ending
The cool air will push your hard heart away
You were so condescending
And this is all that's left
Scraping paper to document
I've packed a change of clothes, and it's time to move on


"Photobooth" - Death Cab for Cutie // Forbidden Love EP (2000)

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