I am going to attempt to do a series of things that are "Reasons to Get out of Bed"....a true heads on approach to the parts of my depressed mind that are in my control to change.
Keeping it simple, to start...
I think this is the most addictive, sweetly angsty, beautiful pop song to come along in well over a decade:
I have heard this song maybe.....100 times? More? I never, ever get sick of it. Ever. EVER. It's weird. The video is fun for the look of it (and the Eric Roberts cameo...mmm mmm handsome.), but really, the song just kills me.
(Kills...heh...pardon the pun.)
By that I mean I feel the melodies in my chest. Takes the melancholy and turns up the sweet....ouch, but gooood ouch.
What excites me personally about The Killers while it is often the case that once past your teen years music rarely affects you in the way it did when you were young, this particular band makes me drive along again, for the first time in decades, with them cranked to full volume screaming my head off to the song. This band makes me feel young, delights me with it's originality, how each song is so different from the next it is almost hard to recognize them at first, and just the true FUCKING EXCELLENT BAND sound they have. Also....quite a few of them are pretty enough to make my panties wet.
Now that they have been around for many years and put out a few albums, I keep rediscovering them and taking fresh delight in their brilliance.
So...my first reason to get out of bed is this. The Killers.
Hopefully much more to come.