Death Cab For Cutie "Codes and Keys"

As they walked down the Narrow Stairs the band realized something; that not only did they feel Pity and Fear (which had to be one of my favorite tracks which had a temple-rock vibe and beat that picked up the pace..let's say indie-rock's answer to speed metal that gradually sped up). It was funny because they see that the Ice Is Getting Thinner, and they realized why the ice was melting. They were running in the previous track only to come to a stop, the "Home Is A Fire!" It has this really quick percussive typewriter type beat in back amongst beautiful spacey harmonies they are known for. The beat becomes louder and more persistent to be known, but the rest of the instrumentals, as well as the lyrics, fight for even distribution. I thought by the title, that it was negative, but the lyrics had positive connotations that of love; it also mentions that things change. Some people find it easy to unlock their writing ability in anything, others struggle because we don't have the "Codes and Keys" to do so, but the songs on this record may not unlock our writing ability, or mine, but it lets us open the doors to the souls of these gentleman, and what the married life has been like the few years since that trip. There is  claustrophobia when reading the lyrics that we may be protected, but are we living? Ironic that the few lines are a refrain saying we are alive. "Some Boys" like their percussion, and some boys like their guitar solos. Some like the emotion, so much where you've cried an ocean, then fall into a depression, and I'm just guessing I'm wrong. That some don't know how to love and some sleep alone, some do whatever and still bring the girl home. The percussion is stellar in this track and the shimmery bridge, amongst the harmonies just have me saying some boys can be crazy for hating this song. I'm thinking of the Foo Fighters as I listen to the "Doors Unlocked and Open" again which starts with a prominent uptempo beat and some bluesy strumming. It seems that there has been someone drowning in some distortion at times. The first single was a great introduction to this album with it's killer beat and it's reggae flavor through an independent/alt-rock filter, and the strumming is really nice, as well as the final stanza, which makes the song even better because it does ring true; and when you don't feel like a person that belongs in a city you were born in "You Are A Tourist," and it's time to go. As we listen to the first few minutes we have "Unobstructed Views" of the sentiment in the piano and where the emotion comes from, and a song of dedication and love;  there is nothing else, not even perfect truths, because they don't exist. The first half makes it easy to think of stuff, and then we hear Gibbard's voice finally in. The mixture of slight guitar-funk and blues in the production of this track make a "Monday Morning" more glorious. This "Portable Television" seems to start with an old-school country vibe until the beat comes in, followed by some tambo. The pace picks up and this song becomes the soundtrack for passing blurry scenery across the country side; on a road trip destined for tons of activity and "civilization." I love the piano in this song as well as the last stanza. The lyrics as a whole address the struggle between the change from lifestyle to that of the other. Next, we might address the disagreements and discord that all lovers go through that test the strength of the branches "Underneath The Sycamore Tree" as the beat is aligned with some bells and xylos, more prominent bass, and the vocals of Gibbard. The next song reaches for the heavens as the song soars, lifting off from "St. Peter's Catherdral" with a complete synergistic effect on the listener taking them to new heights by the atmospheric and grandiose space produced by the harmonies, percussion and strings."Such ambition never failing to amaze me/It's either quite a master plan/Or just chemicals that help us understand/That when our hearts stop ticking/This is the end/And there's nothing past this." Except the final track that starts with some lovely strumming (slight-folk) and many strings abound, some bar piano, and a beat that brings it all together for a song that is perfect for those that would prefer to "Stay Young, Go Dancing," and could be one heard at a bar known for playing country western. Favorite codes and keys are: Home Is A Fire, Some Boys,You Are A Tourist, Portable Television, St Peter's Cathedral, and Stay Young, Go Dancing.