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The Day, the Dawn, the Darkness Coming On

Hymn #35, by Joe Pug

Fans of Fleet Foxes, The Woods Brothers, Jeff Tweedy, Mumford & Sons, and Blind Pilot will probably want to add this to a playlist or something.

A lot of great new sound came out of SXSW this year.  Joe Pug’s “Hymn #35″ is one of my favorite songs from the festival–it toes the line of deep-end folk, but his vocals are so sincere that you don’t have to be a devout alt-country fan to enjoy it.

Pug’s Last.fm autobiography is really fascinating.  I would link it, but the whole thing is worth a read, and gives his music an even clearer voice.  So I’m including it in the block quotes below.

The day before his senior year as a playwright student at the University of North Carolina, Joe Pug sat down for a cup of coffee and had the clearest thought of his life: I am profoundly unhappy here. Then came the second clearest.

Pug packed up his belongings and drove the longest route possible to Chicago. Working as a carpenter by day, the 23 year-old Pug spent nights playing the guitar he hadn’t picked up since his teenage years. Using ideas originally slated for a play he was writing called “Austin Fish,” Pug began creating the sublime lyrical masterpiece that would become the Nation of Heat EP. 

The songs were recorded fast and fervently at a Chicago studio where a friend snuck him in to late night slots other musicians had canceled. He was short on money, but his bare-boned sincerity didn’t require much more than a microphone and it dripped off of each note he sang.

In May of 2008, Pug played the first headlining slot of his young career to a sold out crowd at Chicago’s storied Schubas Tavern. Two weeks later he released the Nation of Heat EP, which has garnered near-universal critical acclaim and established him as one of the most respected songwriters of his generation. Pug has since played shows with Todd SniderSusan TedeschiKasey Chambers, and James Hunter

Pug released his first full-length album, Messenger, in February 2010. Later in 2010 he went to the United Kingdom and played the main-stage of the Cambridge Folk Festival.

Perhaps I’m biased in saying that this story is awesome: as a recent college graduate with a lot of soul-searching to do on the job front, stories like his are warming to read.  Also, I am madly in love with anything related to Chicago.  But I hope you enjoyed the song and the brief biography.

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THE DAILY DOOF — February 16th, 2012

The Sea Is a Good Place to Think of the Future, by Los Campesinos!

How this song makes you feel. AWFUL. DEAD. LIKE NOTHING MATTERS ANYMORE.

I discovered this song while trying to frantically complete assignments one night in a study room with the company of two other friends.  Both of them were just as equally screwed–almost to the point of settling and accepting whatever grade would come to them.  But rather than completely giving up, we decided to rotate on playing the most depressing songs that we had ever heard.  My first choice was “Three Rounds and a Sound,” by Blind Pilot.  I was sure I had this contest in the bag.

But then my friend played this song. If it’s title doesn’t make you cry when read aloud–particularly as a senior in college–then the song itself will punch you in the face until it happens.

At the end of the song, none of us were any nearer to completing our assignments, but we were all very aware of the fact that we were now four minutes and forty-seven seconds closer graduating, and we had all gone from being somewhat complacent about our situations to being legitimately unhappy.  The only trace of non-sadness in the room was coming from the cruel, sad grin on my friend’s face.  She had won the unofficial sad song contest.  Thanks for ruining the mood, Taylor.  You’re always the worst.

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