“While we’re on the subject, can we change the subject now?” The music is focused on invited me to dance, and it does a good job of that. The narrator begs me to listen, and I try (while his bandmates keep adding curious little flavors of enjoyment making it difficult to focus). Who wants to focus while dancing? Sure, there’s probably a good story here, but my feet are happy enough for you to figure it out yourself. “We didn’t read the invite, we just danced it all away.” Shoutouts for Dashboard, Education and Little Motel.
Modest Mouse