elephant parade: Emily Haines

You know those commercials for that "Smooth Away" thing that, I dunno, scrape the hair off your legs? Those make me feel wildy uncomfortable. I mean, I heart infomercials but I am not buying what they are selling. Maybe if Billy Mays was selling it but he's no longer with us and all I've got left in remembrance is an Awesome Auger and a little brother who recites Billy's infomercials when he's nervous. It's a funny little tic.

Speaking of little brothers, typical cell phone reception battle at casa de Fort Knox:

Me: For the love of Christ why can I not get one fucking bar of service on this couch?

Austin: You should put it in the magic basket of wonder.

Me: What are you smoking?

Austin: You know that basket of hand towels on the kitchen counter behind the couch? Three bars of service when you stick your phone in it. I'm not kidding!

Me: I love you. And I love the electromagnetic anomaly beneath this fucking house.

Anyway. Today I was listening to Metric's new single on my XM radio (I refuse to recognize Sirius) and I realized that Emily Haines is one of the few women on my iPod who can crush my music sexism. I mean, unless you're Karen O you're kind of a joke in my book. So today I'd like to celebrate one of the women in modern rock music who has given hope to future women in modern rock music and their chances of a favorable review on this really really important blog.

You can thank a certain Frankenstein for this blog post--I was wavering between Metric, Phoenix, and Woodpidgeon until she put in a request for some "Help! I'm alive." I think what I love about this track is how it seems like two songs welded together except I can feel the seams and I like them--it lends a certain energy to the track. It's a nice trait of the group.

Enjoy the new single from Metric's fourth release, Fantasies, and also enjoy a few of my favs from their album Live It Out as well as a remix for Stars on their album of remixes, "Do You Trust Your Friends."