I find Natalie Portman to be underwhelming, and this could never top “Superstarr, Pt. Zero”*, but DUDE:
It's got a Phantom Planet break and that break happens to consist of one of the greatest Pop Music Triplets with a Freeway Reference of all tiiiiimes (Hustlers grab your guns/Your shadow weighs a ton/Drivin down the 101)! Also, I love Canadian rappers not named Drake. So even though my boyfriend YouTube's got a rare chink in his armor, failing to suggest this for me yesterday when it was released, I'm trying to focus on the positive. The important thing is that here it is, a groove, slightly transformed. I love you, Toronto.
via So Much Silence
Max Fischer on drums, Seth Devlin with the lead vocal, Marissa Cooper out getting fucked up somewhere, and that piano break making every day sweeter in sunshiny Los Angeles.
*The year IS twothousandandtwo (in apt. 302),
when we were kids we all watched Electric Company (in reruns from '71-'72, but still),
that piano at the beginning murders everything,
Why the hell do I front/I'm hardcore is today's Statement of Self-Esteem,
and calling your girl a superstarr to her face (especially in the medium of song) is so manly, so romantic, you should try it with her tonight and I bet you good things will happen in your private area.
“Superstarr, Pt. Zero”