So there’s this kind of whiny sensitive boy sort of band called Say Anything, after, yes, the...

So there’s this kind of whiny sensitive boy sort of band called  Say Anything, after, yes, the John Cusack film. I told you they were sensitive boys.

Some of their songs have a certain stripped down, lo fi poetry that I really love. At first glance, these are some terribly romantic songs that make your chest swell and you stagger around under the weight of this love and clutch at your neck. But the moment I actually start to really enjoy myself, I start to parse them, and so I actually listen to what the lyrics are saying—and the songs are filled with this vaguely bullshit NICE GUY rhetoric that makes me roll my eyes so hard I’m afraid they’re gonna pop one day. 

Ah, well. They’ll still have a song or two on the Winter Wolf soundtrack I make in my head.