The Killers

Dear Killers,

I was listening to you on my iPod today and though I might be years behind on critiquing your work, I thought I would take a shot. Your lyrics oftentimes are a jumbled mess unable for me to clearly obtain the message seemingly hidden in your musical fusion. This is my ode to two songs of your first album, Hot Fuss.

First off let me say that the first album set the bar way too high for the subsequent albums.

Mr. Brightside: To me this song is not only catchy but packs a powerful meaning that hits deep. To me, this song says that when life deals you a poor hand, don’t cry over it. Get up and look for the Brightside. I can tie so many of my experiences in my life where looking for the Brightside really does help. Without that, living in self-pity would be the other option, which does not appeal in the least bit to me any longer.

Smile like you mean it: This song gives a very sad overtone of the past. Whether it be that the past brings back poor memories or that it brings longing to be in the past still, you must mark your sorrow with a smile. Not just any smile, a convincing one. I consider this to be something I used to be very good at. Masking emotion left a build up on untouched feelings. Eventually it gets overwhelming…But still pretending that you are okay when you aren’t gives you the image of a strong person. But shouldn’t a strong person also be able to exhibit emotion?

To skills that are seemingly unrelated that goes so hand in hand for repressing emotion and putting up a front. While these are skills they are also nightmares that haunt you.