Previously: a Decemberists album where nobody gets murdered. "Everything In This Song Is Spelled According To Modern Convention" "A Girl Who Is Alive And Not Anne Frank Plays A Piano Without Any Semen On It" "No One Visited The Penny Arcade That Day" "The Characters On This Old-Timey Postcard Have Not Come To Life To Comfort You About Your Parents' Divorce" "The Boy With One Head On His Body" "I Have Pictures Of My…

Previously in this series: Who is the saddest girl? If there is one thing the current crop of indie rocker neo-stompist lumber-throwback-jacks loves to do, it's sing about dead women. Not just any women: historical dead women, and the deader the better, whether they fling themselves off of a lighthouse or a crumbling keep or some sort of whimsical jigging apparatus. One can't turn on one's radiograph without hearing about burned seamstresses or strangled…