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Explore music. Get fresh music recommendations delivered to your inbox every Friday. Dalton what a gosh darn album. Favorite track: Cumberland Gap. Cameron Beautiful album, lovely reissue! One of my favorites from the Xiu Xiu catalog. AJ Echo. Miles Lamborghini. Ben T. Brad Simmons. Michael Tkach. Gabriel Samach. Dumb Fuck. Tony Guasco. Kevin Haynes. Sam Coker. Reading law at your desk Praying for your parents They are so proud of this You are working so hard All alone at your desk Obligated to free them Labor concern as a good girl You curse the night that is calling Labor in doubt as a good girl Seo seo seo seo Seo seo seo seo seo Love to diaspora De life en le valley oh oh oh oh oh You are working so hard Sitting still at your desk Pusan weighing upon you Fending off all distress Glitter for your parents Hoping in discount clothing Seo seo seo Seo seo seo Seo seo seo Seo seo seo Finding the slacks you will fit in Wearing the shoes that you'll look good in Overwhelmed at your desk Weeping for your parents They are so proud of this Shining in ambition All alone all alone all alone.

Dear God, I Hate Myself video. Why do they go there alright alright? Why do they live there tonite tonite? And why do they live at all alright alright? Dear God, i hate myself Dear God, i hate myself And i will never be happy And i will never feel normal Why do they live there tonite tonite?

Flip off the mirror as protest Who the F-word are you you you? And i will never be happy And i will never feel normal Dear God, i hate myself Dear God, i hate myself. Secret Motel Falkland Rd.

There was never a chance to get away When was it only ever but perverse Why could they take a stone and break your arms There could be nothing worse Except to live Live little girl Sold in slavery Twenty-five men Have their way in you Burned upon the breast With a cigarette Nothing is worse than to be born and live There was someone at home you cared When was there anyone who cared for you Why could they a spoon and break your teeth There could be nothing worse Except to live Live blighted girl Sold in slavery Twenty-five men Have their way in you Burned upon the feet With a cigarette Earth has lost and lost its youth Tomorrow, tomorrow will be no happy days You will die and die and falkland road Your ashes will reek of sweat.

The Fabrizio Palumbo Retaliation Lean against the stove Leave it glowing in the dark Push my hand to the coil It is burnt now Forever Cherry blossoms fall And for a minute there I have the will to live But then the cuckoo cries Hey hey hey hey You constantly aspire To the be the first your pierce Your dagger into fondness It will hurt now Forever Cherry blossoms fall And for a twinkle there I have the will to live But then gomorrah calls "Caterpillar girl Here you are" Cherry blossoms melt And for a weekend there I have the will to go on But then it fades to Pink Pink Pink Pink Pink Pink Pink.

Cumberland Gap Lay down boys, and take a little nap Snow knee-deep in Cumberland Gap Cumberland Gap's a devil of a place Couldn't find water to wash my face Me an' my wife an' my wife's pap Walked all the way from Cumberland Gap Pretty little girl if you don't care I'll leave my demijohn a sittin' right there If it ain't here when I get back I'll raise hell in Cumberland Gap Lay down boys, and take a little rest We'll all wake up in a whippoorwill's nest. You cut her name into your heart You burn his name into your arm Cast out the pig you kiss as love Heaven is closed for now you are alone This too, this too shall pass away This too, this too will pass away Listen, Steven is singing to you The pain of life you wipe away A reason, that fine gray ash shall Recall these days Inquire The serpent To become a rag of a dream Interred You arrive And you wave as if she could care But she can't Nor can you The relinquishing and a flickering Out of loss This too, this too shall pass away This too, this too shall fade away Listen, Steven is singing to us The pain of life you wipe away Perhaps depraved is who you are Why not?

Depraved at least you're not alone Overcome by the truth you face that you can't Get up or look up At the moon Without throwing up and it Stay the same all the time Lie and wait It stop again like a bee It will die When it stings you once And its small bee's head will fall off This too, this too shall pass away This pain will pass away Listen, Steven is singing to you The pain of life you wipe away.

Impossible Feeling Read almost any piece about Xiu Xiu and you'll see words like 'harsh' or 'brutal' — the same words that appear before 'truth' when an unwavering eye is turned on any intimate detail of our lives. Fair descriptions of the themes central to the music, they sit incongruous to the refined, intricate, and beautiful approach taken in crafting the twelve tracks on Xiu Xiu's new album Dear God, I Hate Myself.

The two biggest constants throughout Xiu Xiu's catalog are honesty and evolution. This remains true with Dear God, I Hate Myself as it delivers a look at responsibility, fear, healing, and societal roles wrapped in rich gothic pop music.

The sound is still distinctly Xiu Xiu, but Jamie Stewart's vocals are finally effortless paired with vibrant melodies full of subtlety and the distinct sonic accents expected of this anticipated Xiu Xiu release. The result is a record that proves that art can be pop and pop can challenge you to look inside yourself.

Stewart is joined by new full-time band member Angela Seo on piano, synth, and drum programming; with production handled by Jamie and Deerhoof's Greg Saunier. Together they've crafted a fully-grown sound for Dear God, I Hate Myself with elements from Goth and pop that are expertly performed by a crop of brilliant musicians.

Ches supplies timpani, conga and moog along with a broad range of other instrumentation. Each new Xiu Xiu release has evolved alongside the lives of Jamie Stewart and company. On this record you'll find more intensity and introspection than ever before, but sonically and lyrically it continues to move forward with a subtly new perspective — hyper-focused yet aware of a larger, external picture unfolding.

The pace of the record grips you, the music offers layers of detail, and the themes focus on not just the past or stark present but hint towards vespers of the future as well. Dear God, I Hate Myself will challenge you and force you to look inside yourself, but only after you get lost in the music. It's passionate, it's energetic, and it affects you.

Over a rubbery pulse, "Chocolate Makes You Happy" seems to transform bar by bar-- flurries of computer noise, broken bells, touch-tone synths and more weave in and out of the aching vocal line. These are songs with their hair sticking up. This cultivated chaos produces complex music filled with insinuating hooks.

The chiptune elements tend to be the weakest links. Stewart made four tracks primarily on music software for the Nintendo DS, which can obviously get a little chintzy-sounding. It works fine on the title track, where the bouncy glitches have powerful vocal and guitar parts to play against.

But "Apple for a Brain", with its weaker vocal melody and more pronounced video game sounds, feels listless and bare. Xiu Xiu should never even remotely remind you of Atom and His Package.

Luckily, most of the album avoids easy preciousness and focuses on Xiu Xiu's more troubled, troublesome variety.

It's remarkable how much mileage he's wrung out of basically melding New Order with the Suspiria soundtrack.