It's the lyrics, man.

I can be kind of a music snob. Not like my brother. Also, if you've ever seen me dance in my underwear with a hairbrush microphone, singing along to Journey's "Don't Stop Believing", you'll probably just have to take my word for it. I can be kind of a music snob.



I don't always necessarily listen to the most obscure stuff that would win me major street cred with my aforementioned music snob brother (I love you, Ian, promise!). But the lyrics, man. I love being able to pick up new little nuances or find new metaphores and symbolism the more I listen to a song.



Lyrics are sexy. Good lyrics, anyway. And that's probably why I don't develop middle school crushes on movie stars and why I DO develop middle school crushes on musicians like Colin Meloy, Mike Doughty, Paul Banks, or Mark Lanegan.



I put some videos below from Mike Doughty. An amazing, phenomenal musician and lyricist. Phenomenal, really, I promise. And since I was telling the lovely Badgergirl (http://www.velocibadgergirl.blogspot.com) that she might like Mr. Doughty, I picked out a few of my favorites.

Rising Sign


Unsingable Name


40 Grand in the Hole


White Lexus