Well, for me, that band has always been Train. Although I pride myself on being some sort of entrepreneur of music, having a special place in my heart for every genre, Train is the band that most speaks to me (as cliché as that statement is). I’m really surprised I haven’t used this blog to gush about them before now.
What has made me finally let down the floodgates and pour my love for Train out all over the Internet, you ask? Well, I recently purchased their newest album Save Me, San Francisco—I know, I’m way behind on that feat. But I absolutely cannot stop listening to it! After just three weeks, it is the top played album on my itunes. No matter how many times I listen to it, I still find something else to love about it. I find another lyric that describes exactly how I feel or another key-change that blows my mind. One minute I think “Marry Me” is my favorite song in the world, and the next minute “Parachute” has taken its place (yes, I’m fickle, but you know this). It’s like ninth grade all over again, when I found the treasure that was My Private Nation neatly packaged beneath my Christmas tree and immediately fell in love, soon after using all my Christmas money just to purchase every other album Train had put out. Every song is my favorite. Every crack in Pat Monahan’s unique and indescribable voice speaks volumes more than just the lyrics. Oh, I wish that man would sing at my wedding.
I can’t possibly describe my fascination with this band well enough for you to understand it. I simply don’t have the ability to put my feelings into words, which is slightly upsetting since I consider myself a fairly competent writer. So, please, create a Pandora station, watch their videos on YouTube, buy their CD! Forgive the cheesy pun, but you do not want to miss this Train.
Just to prove a point:
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