Recently, Annie posted about listening to Jenny Lewis, and I instantly felt my Rilo Kiley senses activating and all of a sudden I was listening to all of their albums on Grooveshark.
You know how certain albums just take you back to specific times in your life? Like, Jimmy Eat World’s Clarity makes me think of my senior year of high school, the Arcade Fire’s Funeral makes me think of my first year of college, and Ashlee Simpson’s Autobiography makes me think of the summer after high school (don’t judge me). Well, Rilo Kiley makes me think of my junior year of college, when I was extraordinarily anxious. If you’re thinking, “But Kerry, you’re pretty anxious now,” then you’re just lucky you didn’t know me in college. I am positively serene now compared to how anxious I was then. Anyway, I used to go to the library to write, and I would hunker down in a cube with my notebook and a Rilo Kiley album on my ancient iPod and feel sort of better and sort of worse for awhile while I wrote weird stories.
The Good That Won’t Come Out was (and is!) one of my favorites because it’s just so worried. It’s about being scared about the world ending, and scared about being sick, and scared about being in love, and scared about everything being hopeless and too late. Basically, it’s a song about anxiety, which was why I related to it so much. It’s still pretty perfect, and the whole album is great, too.
Oh, and Jenny Lewis is still a babe. Duh.