outrun my gun

an interesting thing happened this summer: a rock group released a catchy, laidback song that captured the spirit of the age, the feeling of the climate and it slowly but surely charted its way to the upper echelons of the billboard charts. now let's remind ourselves that this is 2011 and not 1968, where that sort of thing was easy and actually quite commonplace. in the midst of the (hopeful) tail-end of this current electro-pop/electro-rap period where each song is tailor-made for the dancefloor, foster the people has managed to penetrate the stale culture and invigorate it with the kind of raw coolness that rock has been famous for, first hinted with the rise of mgmt, but now made glorious with the massive success of "pumped up kids." at #3, the song finds itself sandwiched in between the vintage ballad of adele and the electro symphony of lmfao, proving with its macabre lyrics, beachy whistles, shoegaze echoes, and sunshine harmony that america is yet again ready for a new great rock phase.