Full Details of the BIBJ Millennial Playlist Hullabaloo are available here. Today's entry is #32: Styrofoam Plates by Death Cab For Cutie (2001)
Have you ever been to a funeral or showing for someone who was a complete asshole? It's a fascinating concept that even when a terrible person dies, a funeral home or designated house of worship will be occupied with people engaging in perverse amnesia about the decedent. This is the case no matter how awful the person lived their life. People will say things like "He always called a spade a spade," and everyone will chuckle and nobody will question a) what the hell that phrase even means, and b) why it is that everyone in the room wants to pretend like they enjoyed this person in life.
Nevertheless, Ben Gibbard will not stand silently while such a ruse is perpetrated! Spirits from the grave be damned, this man is here to spit the fiery truth. He'll do so in prototypical Death Cab form, where the vitriolic lyrics are counterbalanced with sweeping arpeggios and slight rhythmic accents, eventually climaxing in a cathartic explosion. It's a tribute that would make John Bender proud. Real talk!
Styrofoam Plates, from the documentary Drive Well, Sleep Carefully