The Killers new album is SO FUCKING GOOD.
I can't take it. I want to cry it's so good. I want to go to a gun store and purchase a gun and shoot myself in the head because it's so good.
I don't know how they do it. I don't know how they take a year off to write an album and come up with this fucking piece of work. it's like the best of 80s bowie and talk talk and all those new romantics that did tons of blow but somehow made really great albums.
it's like brandon shaved off that beard his, looked in the mirror and was like "oh, hai thar handsome. you should make music that sounds as clean as you look." and then yelled over to tana "honey! can i borrow your cute blazer with the big shoulder pads? i've got a record to write." and then he called the rest of the dudes and was like "yo, dust off your eyeliner and grab your parliament filters, it's time to go back to our roots. put on your red shoes and dance the blues."
it's not brandon flowers. it's 1986 david bowie from the movie Labyrinth.
Best Christmas song ever: