If you need a new favorite song, allow me to suggest All the Rowboats by Regina Spektor. It’s Ms. Spektor at her best, with copious amounts of bold piano; an interesting, witty perspective; and quirky, slightly-dark lyrics that will cement themselves into your brain.
Here are a few:
“First there’s lights out, then there’s lock up: masterpieces serving maximum sentences
It’s their own fault for being timeless. There’s a price to pay and a consequence
All the galleries, the museums. Here’s your ticket, welcome to the tombs
They’re just public mausoleums. The living dead fill every room”
“All the rowboats in oil paintings; they keep trying to row away…
They’ll keep hanging in their gold frames
For forever, forever and a day”
You’ll never see museums in the same way again, am I right?
Now watch this, if you’re not already totally in love with Regina Spektor. (Oh and if you are, that totally works too.)