The National is just dreampop for when you want to have bad dreams. That’s my hot take. Honestly there’s just not enough music that sounds like it was written specifically for those 3 a.m. alone hours when you’re not quite sure if you’re really depressed or just contemplating the universe. You don’t have to be having the sads to enjoy The National, of course, but it’s not music you put on at parties, for sure. I like the contemplative and the atmospheric. Throw in some self-deprecation and I’m hooked. And I relish those inward-gazing hours and the music that sets the mood for those times. It’s good for the soul.