Broken Social Scene
7/4 Shoreline

Like being caught in the most perfect rainstorm and walking hand in hand with the one you crave. Like opening a letter and finding a kiss at the end and a P.S that warms and soothes. Like drowning in a constantly altering and ebbing wave, yet being dressed delicately and treated gracefully. Like tossing aside a day of city woe and escaping to the country for the weekend; eager to return for another blast of metropolitical joy. Like those times when you make your boss smile and you impress your parents with an award. Like falling down a hole, being dragged and free falling through nothingness and being met by the arms of your beautiful wife and excitable child.

Like joy, in near-perfect pop format, glissading across fields of instrumentation, cities of noise and filled with colleges of musicality, through rivers and lakes and ending up on the shoreline. Ending up with 7/4 (Shoreline). Exiting stage left, taking in what just played out. Sheer unabashed joy.