You've eaten too much turkey and are stuffed to the brim. All you want to do is fall asleep listening to some choice tunes. What do you throw on the ipod?
Em: The Dandy Warhols' chill psychedelic stuff or pretty much anything by Ane Brun or maybe The Antlers.
Lise: Sigur Ros, Olafur Arnalds, Yann Tiersen's "Amelie" stuff and Susanna's "Hangout" and "Home Recording." Susanna's voice is gorge.
Keith: Just like when my mate drops his customary “Top three Christmas films. Go!” question on me every year, there are three albums that popped into my head when Lise sent over this question. Death Cab for Cutie's 'The Photo Album', Fanfarlo's 'Reservoir' and First Aid Kit's 'Drunken Trees'. I think i'm going to stick to my guns on this one, with this being fantasy, and technology giving me the ability to make 'playlists' on my iphone, that is exactly what I would do, all full of turkey, roast potatoes, roast veg and beer, trying desperately to make it seem to my parents that I am less hungover than previous years, and post a Dr Who Christmas Special, I would retire, press shuffle and bask in their warming glow.
I think as a footnote, I'd better drop in my top three Christmas films, just in case you were wondering...
Muppet Christmas Carol
Rather than press skip on our proverbial cornucopia - and so that I may get my Yippee Ki-Hi -Ho, Everyone on with Keith next month while I'm not busy standing on the soapbox - I'm keeping the playlist firmly planted in the idea that my clothing is starting to feel constrictive from overeating, and alcoholic overindulgence has made the post-meal board game play more intense than it should be. As such, my tunes would match the spirit of the entire arc of the Thanksgiving weekend.
To represent the Wednesday night before turkey carving with family, my playlist would begin with Tears for Fears, or a similar 80s sound approximating the nostalgic feel of seeing high school acquaintances that seem fixed on staying firmly planted in an era and bar that no longer exists to you. Eventually, it would transition into Wolf Parade and American Football, as, well, those are proxies for the primary events that dictate pop-culture entertainment on the Thursday holiday. (This is, of course, excluding my preference for watching the Aqua Teen Hunger Force episode involving Turkeytron.)
Finally, to embrace the Friday that is to come, devoid of family and filled with consumerism for the month ahead of us, I'd end the playlist with some tunes by The Decemberists. (I say this, and yet, holy shit do I love clipping Black Friday coupons.) Maybe somewhere in between of all this I'd layer in "Gobbledigook" by Sigur Ros. Because it sounds like "gobble gobble."
It's Thanksgiving, you see.