Murray: I T-Pain-ed your voice.
Me: What? You autotuned my voice?
Murray: No I T-Pain-ed it. I distorted it a little, too.
Me: Wow. I can’t wait to hear it. Its not cheesy is it?
Murray: It’s amazing.
Me: Awesome. I thought those vocals made me sound like a 12-year-old anyway so maybe that’ll add some sophistication. How’s the mix sounding?
Murray: Good, I mean this song is a beast. There are A LOT of keyboards.
Me: It’s gonna sound great.
Like I said before, everything is fair game. The things we’ve made fun of just might make it, and these same things might make some people forsake us forever. This record is beyond indie rock. There’s no turning back now: I don’t think the Dears will be defineable by any category, except maybe “Other.”
Future Rock, no, this is more like Intellectual Sci-Fi Rock. Like if the citizens of Gattaca were permitted music, “Money Babies” is the song they would listen to.