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The week of no lyrics continues. Well that's not entirely true because we did have Still Crazy After All These Years and the last time I checked there were lyrics in that. Outside of that though it's been nothing but soundtrack scores. Much like a recovering junkie today is score free, but the ole ipod did stick with the instrumental pieces.

 My sisters bridal shower was this afternoon so this morning I drove with Shea down to the restaurant to help bring decorations and such inside. On the way there I was listening to my Want To Hear It Now playlist and jamming out to some White Stripes and Led Zeppelin. I was totally in the mood for it (the whole concept of this playlist is songs that I'm in the mood for so I would hope so). After everything was unloaded I got back in the car and hit the shuffle button. I was in a rockish kind of mood and was hoping for something with a good solo. Instead I got this.



Don't get me wrong I like Moby, but I wasn't in the mood for Down Slow today. Actually I kind of have a weird relationship with Moby. I can never just throw on a Moby record. Every so often I feel the need to listen to a song or two (like Extreme Ways or My Weakness) but very rarely am I in the mood to put on an album. It's a very temperamental thing. When the mood strikes me I'm going to throw on Moby, but as soon as that moment passes it's on to other things. Almost like it never happened.  Today was not one of those "I'm in the mood for Moby days". Here's my problem with this track. Within the confines of the album it works perfectly because it fits the flow of the album. When you separate it from the rest of Play it's just a quiet song that doesn't have a lot of substance to it.

For reasons unknown to me Down Slow makes me think of clouds. Not pretty clouds that you look at on the beach because they're shaped like turtles and puppies. I'm talking about clouds that suffer from depression and just float from location to location never taking shape or accumulating rain. Clouds that just exist. If these clouds were to be anything they would be Eeyore of Winnie the Pooh fame.

That's the best way to describe Down Slow to me. It just exists. I've seen Moby twice in concert (both were really good shows) and no one is ever demanding to hear Down Slow because it's a downer. Instead Moby plays songs like Natural Blues and South Side because these are fun songs to hear live. They're energetic songs that keep the tempo of the crowd up. I couldn't imagine him ever trying to play Down Slow in the middle of a set. It would kill the mood because like I said it's one of the songs that works well within the album but outside of that it just exists... it exists to make the album better. You can't picture the album without it but you also can't picture yourself listening to it outside the album. It's kind of a paradox. Maybe I should turn to Frank the Bunny here. Frank what do you think?

Yeah I agree. It's just a "just there" song. Well put Frank (anyone else surprised that Frank the Bunny has made two appearances this week because I certainly am). Maybe Down Slow is the most existential song I own. It's the Stranger of my ipod. How do you like that? Not only did we have a Frank the Bunny appearance but we also had a Camus name drop. I tell you kids A Year of Shuffling has got all of your pop culture needs.