Reasons Not To Be An Idiot

Last week I reviewed a stack of CDs for our next issue. It was an impressive batch--maybe too many good ones to fit into my slots. That doesn't happen much. Out of all the music is listened to, it's a song by Frank Turner that I wind up listening to a couple times a day:

She's not as pretty as she thinks she is/Just picture her after she's had kids/I bet she sits home and listens to The Smiths/Deep down she's just like everybody else

I think the video is too literal and a little trite, but here it is anyway:



Who is this guy? Turner used to be in Million Dead, a British punk band that I never heard of. But this song is pure gold--vague enough that you can like it after you graduate from college and specific enough that it strikes a chord. Upbeat but self-deprecating, smart but no pretentious--you get the idea. Right now the album is import only, but it's coming out domestic soon.

Now, I go back to movies for the TV Party section. Four down, three to go.