Tonight's hymn, brought to you by Beirut.
This song, along with the video, has dancing, mustaches, wine-n-whimsy, and a certain Gypsy-ness that is not entirely trustworthy. Hence, I love it.
Zach Condon is the real McCoy. Whatever Old-Worldness that he may affect, it seems genuine. From the various write ups, he sounds like a real-life globe traipsing tramp.
Enjoy. Lets bang the shit out of metal garbage cans. Raise some racket, hell and Cain.
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Thursday, October 30, 2008
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