The Indie Trinity (the exquisite corpse)

I left class with instructions to Google Anton Meiwes, the German cannibal (it was a relevant example, promise). This was an instruction from my professor, a man who proclaimed that he wears “cheap-a— clothes” from Bangladesh, to not just me but an entire class (and a great class, in the academic sense—not sucking up, it’s just the highlight of my average Monday/Wednesday)(What up, MF). I never got around to Google-ing Meiwes beyond checking the spelling of his name for the purposes of this bit of writing, but, in true Carrie Bradshaw fashion, it got me thinking about that Dirty Projectors song “Cannibal Resource” (What up, AG).

And, in another SJP-gone-SATC turn, it got me thinking about music. I’m not going to write about that Pitchfork list of the best albums of the decade, but that is what I thought about. Specifically, how end-of-the-decade lists shouldn’t come out in September, with three months of great music left. (That said, I dare you to challenge us to make a best-of-the-decade list. Oh wait, it’s already in process—What up, JT.) Specifically, I just discovered one of the best tracks of the decade. No, it’s not that Vampire Weekend track about rice beverages. It’s the debut track from Jesus Christ (the indie band).

Did you know that Jesus Christ was an indie rocker? I didn’t. And apparently he’s not. The group is a collaboration between Tao Lin, a poet who writes in IM-speak (his most recent collection is titled Shoplifting from American Apparel, which should tell you all that you need to know) and Carles, the proprietor of snark-blog Hipster Runoff. To complicate things, Carles might not be real. To complicate things further, Carles might be Tao Lin. Which right there makes two parts, but my Catholic upbringing taught me God had that Holy Trinity thing going, so keep your eyes open in the coming days for Jesus Christ (the indie band) to unveil its third member: Bob Dylan. His Christmas album is only the beginning.