Spoony, yes.

Revelation of Love, by the Blue Van
It is a simple metaphor, “I’m falling into you.” But the music is an ass-backwards avalanche of sound – graveled in slapped cymbals and drum’s beats – that bounds around Steffen Westmark’s gritrock voice. This is an honest lovesong. It lacks the inverted turn-of-phrases that candy-coat contemporary ballads. It’s a chorus and a thrumming; it’s exactly the sensation of a swandive into infatuation.
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Is This Love?, by Clap Your Hands Say Yeah
Though there are many pretty poetics in this song which I can’t quite discern beyond a very vague appreciation, I love one line verily much. “You say you can't say anymore, you've already said it before, in a million different ways which were all not quite right,” speaks Alec Ounsworth’s whine, before breaking from voice for a moment of emphasis. It’s brilliant! Whereas Revelation of Love was a perfect mimicry of the whirligig of love realized, this song is that precipice just an inch away, just a millisecond before you can say the words. A tumult of sound, sometimes; others, a roller coaster of doubt.
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