I am a huge huge huge Wolf Parade fan. They have an amazing blend of dark, almost romantic Bronte-like imagery, and crisp, earnest pleas for understanding, acceptance and defiance.

I was a hero
early in the morning
I ain’t no hero
in the night

I am my father’s son
and I’ll build a house inside of you

I’ll go in through the mouth
I’ll draw three figures on your heart

one of them will be me as a boy
one of them will be me
one of them will be me watching you run