I am prone to addiction. Thankfully I’ve outgrown experimenting with drugs, and cigarettes never grabbed ahold of me. I do remember my college friend having a talk with me shortly before turning 21, fearful of where I may take myself once legally able to drink. And then there was the time the owner of my favorite college bar once offering me job, in a might-as-well-get-a-paycheck sort of way.

Lately, I’m more calmer, so my addictions come in quieter, though still overwhelming spells. I’ll discover a new meal or particular food and want to eat it every single meal– including breakfast– until I’m sick of it. It’s the same with music. A song will work its way into my head in a certain way, and suddenly I’ll have to listen to it nearly constantly until it’s somehow passed through me. I’ve been known to listen to one song on repeat over and over and over for hours. I once listened to “Hate Me” by Blue Oyster for an entire 3-hour car journey, stopping only because I had no where left to drive.

I can’t quite explain my song addictions. It’s not just that it’s a great song and I like to hear it. When a song strikes me in a certain way, I feel like I want to roll around in it, drink it in, consume it. I want to live in the song, until finally one day I feel like it’s passed through me and it becomes a just another song I like.

It’s not often a song hits me this way. But for the past few years it’s been very often that it’s a Killers song that has done this. It usually happens the same way: I’ll listen to their music and not be very impressed. I’ll put an album or a song on a few times, and all of a sudden it hits me. It’d say there have been six or seven of their songs that I’ve been completely, utterly addicted to. They’ll get trapped inside me and only listening to it every spare second (much to Veri-husband’s chagrin) will it be released.

Right now I’m tied between the first (though last to be released) song in their murder trilogy, Leave the Bourbon on the Shelf, and their fun and cheesy Christmas song Don’t Shoot Me Santa, and I feel like their collaboration with Lou Reed on Tranquilize is on the horizon, ready to take over.

I’m not sure what it is with this band. Sometimes I’ll hear a song on the radio and even if I like it I want the lyrics to be slightly different, or think about how I would prefer it to be recorded slightly differently. But the Killers songs are EXACTLY how I want it to be produced. So revel in their perfect-for-me sound, and burn up my speakers, trying to enjoy the ride.