By now, just about any reader of this site knows of my unwavering love for Black Rebel Motorcycle Club; they're pretty much the coolest band on the planet.
Well after posting yesterday's aural sex-fest from The Kills, I figured I'd put up a song that really holds a special place in my dark little heart. For reasons I'll never quite understand, I've always had a particular sexual fantasy that plays in my head whenever I hear this song from BRMC -- one of my favorite songs by the band, incidentally. It's such a "visual" piece of music -- all sensual, way-past-midnight bluesy swagger, lusty falsetto and purring guitars -- that I'm willing to bet just about anyone can do a little ESP and call to mind the same kind of images I do when I listen to it.
There's no video for this -- just the song itself. And maybe that's a good thing. Just close your eyes and see what pops into your head.
This is Killing the Light.
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