I think I've fallen in love.
The Decemberists somehow seem to fulfill all of my musical dreams at the moment. They have that lovely way of saying very strange things in a very poetic way ("the natives dark and nubile") and of combining words in such a way that they blend into each other and almost turn into something else ("IknownewyorkIneednewyorkIknowIneeduniquenewyork"), and they even manage to fit the beautiful fun-loving Italian chorus "Funiculli Funiculla" into a song. They put hints of very interesting stories into their songs: "this is the story of your gypsy uncle." And it just makes me happy to listen to lines like "tell your daughters do not walk the streets alone tonight" and "I never felt so much light than tonight huddled in the trenches, gazing on the battlefield, our rifles blaze away." They seem to be capturing some part of human myth in their songs. I know that sounds ambiguous, what I'm saying is their stories aren't coming out of no where. They all seem to be rooted in some half-remembered stories from childhood.