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<title><![CDATA[Derail]]></title>
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<pubDate>Sat, 28 Jan 2012 23:26:03 +0000</pubDate>
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<description><![CDATA[The word of the day for Tuesday, January 24th, 2012 is: Derail &#8211; Thanks ChristinaVG for the su]]></description>
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<p>The word of the day for Tuesday, January 24th, 2012 is:</p>
<p><strong>Derail</strong> &#8211; Thanks ChristinaVG for the suggestion!</p>
<ol>
<li>To cause to run off the rails</li>
<li>To obstruct the progress of</li>
<li>To upset the stability or composure o<strong></strong>f</li>
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<p><strong>Song:</strong> Derail and Crash</p>
<p><strong>Artist: </strong>The Wombats</p>
<p><strong>Album: </strong>The Wombats Proudly Present: A Guide to Love, Loss &#38; Desperation (Bonus Track)</p>
<p><strong>Year:</strong> 2011</p>
<p>This song sums itself up in its second line:<em> My oh my what a happy, clappy fun day.</em>  As is obvious I am quite a few days behind on this whole, post once a day thing and I actually didn&#8217;t look this song up until Wednesday of this week when it really felt like the word of the day matched my life.  Not a big deal but I definitely got off to a bad start when MC &#38; I both woke up at 7:58am (two minutes before we usually leave for work/school) and I had to drive into work and pay the $12 to park.  So, in a way, my morning was <strong>derailed</strong> and I definitely felt off until I was back on track in the afternoon (I&#8217;m so funny . . . )  What helped get me back on track and feel less grumbly about my crap morning?  Part of it was finding this song.</p>
<p>The Wombats hail from Liverpool and have recently released a second full album titled <em>The Wombats Proudly Present: This Modern Glitch</em>.  I think they should be proud &#8211; here again are some dudes who just like to play music, met at school (Liverpool Institute of Performing Arts) and put together a band.  The trio toes the line between indie and pop (as so many do these days) with upbeat numbers that back up guitar/drum/vocals with a bit of techno.  I think my favorite part of their style are the choruses sung &#8220;in chorus&#8221; (all three guys together) and the doo-wah-doo backup vocals, both of which can make any song feel happy.  The band then puts lyrics that at times are ridiculous, ironic, witty, simple, and eloquent &#8211; basically, you feel like you&#8217;ve stumbled on a group of self-deprecating geeks.</p>
<p><em>Derail and Crash</em> is a story of a couple&#8217;s relationship that has gone &#8220;off track.&#8221;  What makes this song enjoyable is that the obvious metaphor is paired with those ridiculous, off-beat lyrics.  The couple being together for only 4 months makes it seem like they&#8217;re taking a stab at an over dramatized high school breakup: <em>Had no idea of the pain this cheap pay could bring</em> in reference to meeting while working as catering staff and <em>Like Blackpool&#8217;s Pepsi Max</em> in reference to the derailment of the relationship.  Not that it&#8217;s un-relatable: I know after rereading poems I&#8217;ve written during and after a relationship are about as cheesy.  I just keep imagining some poor sap with balled up paper piling around his desk as he scratches out line after line, sobbing like a little girl: he takes a swig of Pepsi, then chucking it at the wall in disgust, the can explodes, much like his heart <img src='http://s0.wp.com/wp-includes/images/smilies/icon_smile.gif' alt=':)' class='wp-smiley' /> </p>
<p>So, that was derail: I have no idea how to end this post &#8211; you could even say my train of thought has &#8220;derailed.&#8221;  Oh jeez.</p>
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