Folks, I am experiencing a serious unintentional problem. I am apparently obsessed with Seattle, Washington bands and performers. Maybe, just maybe, there is a mass conspiracy and the only state releasing new artists is the northern Pacific, coffee fueled, rainy Washington, but, I must assume that I am just falling into the trap of Seattle music. 
Seattle has been consistent in their musicians. They are talented, melodic, and smart. Not all of them, but most certainly most of them. So, today, I bring you Barcelona, a recent piano-based band whose brand of indie rock is both haunting and horrifyingly catchy. I think that is why I listen to so much Seattle music. You see, coffee is addicting. You drink a few cups and you become hooked, needing your daily dose to wake you up and eliminate any withdrawal. Same with music from Seattle. You need your daily dosage. Some people may like Starbucks, Seattle’s Best, heck even Folgers, but my current bean of choice is Barcelona.
“First Floor People,” is one of those songs that people easily skip over on an album. It does not attract much attention to itself as a quiet piece with a strung-out piano and an odd vocal. But, take one listen, and like Seattle coffee you are hooked. The first line that sings the title of the song will immediately stick itself to your mind and you will find yourself singing it over and over again. The song, which appears on their album “Absolutes,” definitely deserves a listen: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZozapblQAys.
The Music Court 
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