I Tried and I Tried

I tried to resist the Sufjan train. I tried to avoid getting sucked into his ever-growing presence in the indie rock world. Sure, I enjoyed "The Dress Looks Nice on You" and his xylophone player's is rather cute (she's the angel on the right). But that's just not enough to base a musical relationship upon. I need more. A sense of commitment, not just lofty promises and cuteness.

Then a friend started talking Sufjan up. "He's really talented," he said. "Don't base all your thoughts on Seven Swans," he told me. "I bought a t-shirt from the xylophone player in San Diego," he claimed.

I read the reviews of Illinois yesterday. Very strong. Even Pitchfork had to clean up the mess they made after they reviewed the disc. Several reviews had a palpable sense that the writer was getting moist thinking about the disc.

Curious, I thought. But I'm not convinced.

Then Stereogum posted the Toolshed MP3 for "The Man of Metropolis Steals Our Hearts".

Now I'm trying to scrape together money for the disc. Damn it. I mean, comic book references, lush orchestrations (baroque pop?) and a hot xylophone player? That's enough, I think.

Perhaps it won't last. In fact, I think I hate the music already. Must keep up my resistance.