Showing posts with label indie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label indie. Show all posts

Friday, September 21, 2007

Spoon - Chicago at Night

Spoon - Chicago at Night

Now when she went to Chicago that night she faced a wall
And she woke up outside with all those leaves in her mouth
And felt the pall
And all night the rain came on down
But then she'd never been to Chicago at night before the fall
And it don't stop not at all
It falls all around
In the city
Hits the ground

And now everybody's at disadvantage
Speaking with their second language

She'd never been there before they went and set up the wall
And though nobody'd expected much from this reinvention
She still broke right down after all
Because she knew that it was all over and we'd hit a wall
And like the fall this was all
Now it's all around
In the city
On the ground

And now everybody's at disadvantage
Speaking with their second language

And I never been to the wall
Never been to the wall
Never been to the wall
Never been to the wall
Never been to the wall
Never been to the wall
Never been to the wall

Monday, July 02, 2007

Centro-Matic - Don't Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)

Centro-Matic - Don't Talk (Put Your Head on My Shoulder)

I can hear so much in your sighs
And i can see so much in your eyes
There are words we both could say

But don't talk, put your head on my shoulder
Come close, close your eyes and be still
Don't talk, take my hand and let me hear your heartbeat

Being here with you feels so right
We could live forever tonight
Let's not think about tomorrow

And don't talk, put your head on my shoulder
Come close, close your eyes and be still
Don't talk, take my hand and listen to my heartbeat
Listen, listen, listen.

Don't talk, put your head on my shoulder
Don't talk, close your eyes and be still
Don't talk, put your head on my shoulder
Don't talk, close your eyes and be still

Thursday, June 28, 2007

Sondre Lerche - John, Let Me Go

Sondre Lerche - John, Let Me Go

Do you have enough to fill a page?
Is there something I should read,
Amplifiers broke the news today,
I was whispering the details

When the world came in
I've seen it before
Wearing shimmering clothes

Is the world worth it's spending?
Is that world worth one defending it?

How should I know?
When the phone attacks with numbers I don't trust

John, let me go!
I can't conjugate myself
If investigation fails
I'm on my own

When the coward sits alone again
When you've spent your feathers up
Making sense is made impossible
Making you detect my aim - uh?

When I'm answering
I've seen this before
You are changing things

In a world full of sorrow
Only fools with narrow minds can join

How could I know?
The calls I make've numbers I don't trust

John, let me go!
I can't conjugate myself
If investigation fails
My head will roll

How should I know?
I can't conjugate myself
If investigation fails
I'm on my own

John, let me go!
John, let me go!
John, let me go!
John, let me go!

Oh...

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Ride - In a Different Place

Ride - In a Different Place

Blowing bubbles, lying down,
Waiting for the rain to fall.
Laughing at the people,
Wonder why they always rush, never slow down.

And we're smiling, when we're sleeping,
And we're smiling, when we're waking.

Even if the rain falls down, and all the sky turns cold,
I will feel fine.
Thunder roared and lightning flashed,
But you and I are in a different time.

Floating in and out of time,
In and out of space.
No-one can touch us,
We're in a different space.

Monday, May 07, 2007

The Indelicates - New Art for the People

The Indelicates - New Art for the People

But for the cum in your hair,
The cocaine on your teeth
You'd be just like the girls
That I kissed on the heath
Your mother left and you're all alone
And the world is at your feet
You smell like ash, mildew and hash
Can barely even speak
And it's so sad that you're so sad and you're so bad for me
I followed your perfume as you ran down the street
I caught you and held you and pushed back your fringe and swore undying loyalty
We'll make a new art for the people,
A new art for the people
A new art for the people
you and me.

I followed you home
Knocked at your door
Offered myself in the kitchen
Passed out on the floor
And when you shout, I get terrified
And then I love you more
You sound middle class, but I'll let it pass,
I don't understand you at all
And it's so sad that you're so sad and you're so bad for me
I swallowed my pride with a pill and decided to give you back your key
You caught me and held me and I took your hand and swore undying loyalty
We'll make a new art for the people,
A new art for the people
A new art for the people
you and me.

Under the covers forever
Everything well within reach
A small price to pay for our freedom
And for our celebrity
Such ornaments and gorgeous things
Like string lights at the beach
Intensive care and conditioned air
And our faces on TV
And it's so sad but they're so glad that you're so bad for me
The dark days ahead and the blood on the bed and the cover of the NME
They gave us a cheque and took us by our necks and swore undying loyalty
We'll make a new art for the people,
A new art for the people
A new art for the people
you and me.

Saturday, May 05, 2007

The Arcade Fire - Intervention

The Arcade Fire - Intervention

Keys taken back I throw
The people they all grow
And choose what they want written on their stone
All quiet and alone

You can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
I know I want to fight I want to die
Just tell me what to say

Working for the church while your family dies
Little baby sister gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a hope

Hear the soldiers groan
All quiet and alone

There’s something in the air
The people they all sit and stare
And tell me what they point to tell me where
And tell me…

Who’s gonna throw the very first stone?
Whose gonna re-set the bone?
Sitting with his head in a sling
I hear the soldier sing

Working for the church while your family dies
Little baby sister gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a hope

Hear the soldiers groan
All quiet and alone

Sunshine light
Someone teach me how to fly
And onto something for wish I would die, but I just don’t know what
Though I can taste the fear
Lift me up and take me out of here
And make it all concisely clear
You know I’m gonna fade

Working for the church while your family dies
Little baby sister gonna lose her mind
Every spark of friendship and love will die without a hope

Hear the soldiers groan
All quiet and alone
Hear the soldiers groan
All quiet and alone

Friday, March 09, 2007

Sia - Numb



I saw you cry today
The pain may fill you
I saw you shy away
The pain will not kill you

You made me smile today
You spoke with many voices
We travelled miles today
Shared expressions voiceless

It has to end
Living in your head
Without anything to numb you
Living on the edge
Without anything to numb you

It has to end to begin

Began an end today
Gave and got given
You made a friend today
Kindred soul cracked spirit

It has to end to begin

Living in your head
Without anything to numb you
Living on the edge
Without anything to numb you

It had to end to begin

Living in your head
Without anything to numb you
Living on the edge
Without anything to numb you

Living in your head
Without anything to numb you
Living on the edge
Without anything to numb you

it has begun

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Feist - Mushaboom



Helping the kids out of their coats
Oh wait the babies haven't been born oh
Unpacking the bags and setting up
And planting lilacs and buttercups oh

But in the meantime we've got it hard
Second floor living without a yard
It may be years until the day
My dreams will match up with my pay

Old dirt road,
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
knee deep snow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
o-o-o-o-old

I got a man to stick it out
And make a home from a rented house
And we'll collect the moments one by one
I guess that's how the future's done oh

How many acres, how much light
Tucked in the woods and out of sight
Talk to the neighbours and tip my cap
On a little road barely on the map

Old dirt road,
mushaboom, mushaboom)
knee deep snow
mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow,
mushaboom, mushaboom)
o-o-o-o-old
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Old dirt road rambling rose
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Watching the fire as we grow
(mushaboom, mushaboom)
Well I'm sold

Monday, February 26, 2007

Shearwater - Seventy-four, Seventy-five



Seventy-four, Seventy-five
He's getting used to it now,
how each one falls away in that hoary light
and they are gone, gone from the age,
gone from the guards and their hands
It's no different today than in years gone by

And he won't come out alive,
with his hands so thin and white

Gone, gone from the page,
and then he is gone from your eyes,
as that splintering wave takes so many lives
And now your hands are gripping the edge
of such a waste, where every angel looks dead
every face a lie

And you won't come out tonight,
with your hands so thin and white, alive

Seventy-four, seventy-five,
Daddy, come back to me now–
I would beat them away
I would lift you out
I would wash all the cinders from your eyes
And with silver and gold
I would adorn you
I'll let it all come out tonight
when they pull me out alive
Alive

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Junior Boys - Birthday



You called and then you missed my birthday
You've gone and left me on my own
I'm home, don't stay, it's cool anyway
It's not so bad to stay at home

Is it true that it's me?
You can say all the things you want to
But you don't need to leave if you take all this weight behind me
Let it go
Now it's you
You forget all the things you want to
You're not here in the end
You have nothing left to say

I guess it passed me on my birthday
You slept right through the year I've grown
And now I can't remember anyway
I need to wash my hands real slow

Is it true that it's me?
You can say all the things you want to
But you don't need to leave if you take all this weight behind me
Let it go
Now it's you
You forget all the things you want to
You're not here in the end
So there's nothing left to say

You called and then you missed my birthday
I know we'd do it all again
This time I close my eyes and really wish you'd come

Is it true that it's me?
You can say all the things you want to
But you don't need to leave if you take all this weight behind me
Let it go
Now it's you
You forget all the things you want to
You're not here in the end
So there's nothing left to say

Tuesday, February 20, 2007

Andrew Bird - Skin Is, My



my skin is
white as parchment
drier than a downtown office building
where the air is tight
there's time spent
resting on her bones
waiting for the telephone to ring
ba-ring ba-ring ba-ring . . .
bo-ring bo-ring bo-ring . . .

my skin is
cold as her toes on the bathroom floor
run back to bed and slam the door
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh what a lovely sound
oh what a lovely...

skin is my
it's the only thing
that doesn't really fly in my land
and love, oh love
is my love is
it's the only thing that
butterfly in Thailand

let it be printed on every t-shirt in this land
on the finest of cottons and the hippest of brands
in bolder letters than the capital I
it's the only thing, it's the only thing
it's the only lonely, whoa

my skin is
white as parchment
drier than a downtown office building
where the air is tight
there's time spent
waiting for that
macrame bird of prey
to come down and sing
la-ling la-ling la-ling...
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound

oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh how it shakes the ground
oh what a lovely sound
oh, oh what a lovely sound

Saturday, February 17, 2007

Margot & the Nuclear So and So's - Skeleton Key



I did a sick, sick thing to my love
My lack of loyalty, it swallowed her up
And she cooked me food
She squirmed and turned
Like a skeleton key
She left her man and attended to me

And don't call me that
Don't claim you love me
Cause you know that ain't true
My dire affliction I'll attribute to you

And you're finally free
To twist and turn
Like a skeleton key

You've gotta let me know
You've gotta let me know

I did a horrible thing to that girl
I bread my misery and drowned it in her
And she got me high
And I hardly noticed there were tears in her eyes

And I miss you less and less everyday
This stream of whisky's helped to wash you away

And it's clear to see
You're nothing special
You're a skeleton key

You've gotta let me know
You've gotta let me know
You've gotta let me know
You've gotta let me know

Friday, February 16, 2007

Panda Bear - Comfy in Nautica

Comfy in Nautica.mp3

try try try try try try
try to tell me how to do it
i'll need cause i'm new to here
goodness if having courage
courage to do what's right
i'll try to remember always
just to have a good time
try to show me that you know me
do you know what your next
living is what you want to
but you're scared to go forth
you try to remember always
always to have a good time
good time
try and have a softer
shout out boy and be a soldier
goodness is having courage
courage to do what's right
try to remember always
just to have a good time
living is what you want to
but you're scared to go forth
try to remember always
always to have a good time
good time

Monday, February 12, 2007

Kaiser Chiefs - Modern Way



I know 'cos I've seen it
It was great and I want it
There's no point in sitting
Going crazy on my own
Do you know what
I was put here in this world for
Could you tell me
In three words or more
It's the only way of getting out of here
It's the only way of getting out of here
Take a lesson
From the ones who have been there
My brain is not damaged
But in need of some repair
Hold on to the basics
But we can change all our tactics
There's no point in sitting
Going crazy on my own
It's the only way of getting out of here
It's the only way of getting out of here
This is the modern way
Of faking it everyday
And taking it as we come
And we're not the only ones
Is that what we used to say
This is the modern way
I know where I'm going
And that we are in the knowing
And I will stop at nothing
Just to get what I want
It's the only way of getting out of here
It's the only way of getting out of here
This is the modern way
Of faking it everyday
And taking it as we come
And we're not the only ones
Is that what we used to say
This is the modern way
This is the modern way
Of faking it everyday
And taking it as we come
And we're not the only ones
Is that what we used to say
This is the modern way

Saturday, February 10, 2007

Ben Folds Five - Army



Well I thought about the army
Dad said, son you're fucking high
And I thought, yeah there's a first for everything
So I took my old man's advice
Three sad semesters
It was only 15 grand spent in bed
I thought about the army
I dropped out and joined a band instead

Grew a moustache and a mullet
Got a job at chick-fil-a
Citing artistic differences
The band broke up in may
And in june reformed without me
And they'd got a different name
I nuked another grandmas apple pie
And hung my head in shame

Been thinking a lot today
Been thinking a lot today

Oh, I think I'll write a screenplay
Oh, I think I'll take it to LA
Oh, I think I'll get it done yesterday

In this time of introspection
On the eve of my election
I say to my reflection
God please spare me more rejection
cause my peers they criticize me
And my ex-wives all despise me
Try to put it all behind me
But my redneck past is nipping at my heels

I've been thinking a lot today
I've been thinking a lot today
I've been thinking a lot today
I thought about the army...

Sunday, February 04, 2007

Kaolin - Partons Vite



Allez danse, danse, vient dans mes bras,
Allez tourne, tourne, reste avec moi,
Allez partons vite si tu veux bien, dès le jour,
Le soleil brille très haut tu sais,
Mais j'aime ça, je t'attendais
Alors partons vite si tu veux bien, Sans retour...

Rit plus fort et parle-moi
De nos projets, de nos rêves tout ça
Donne-moi la main, embrasse-moi, mon amour
Le temps comme ami, moi je veux bien
Mais les amis ça va, ça vient,
Alors partons vite brûler le jour et la nuit

Evidemment, tu l'aimes encore,
Je le vois bien tu sais, et puis alors ?
Mais pour l'instant ferme tes yeux, passe ta main dans mes cheveux.


Je veux entendre, ton cœur qui bat, tu sais, je crois qu'il chante pour moi
Mais en douceur comme ça tout bas, comme un sourd
Mon cœur lui s'emballe, il vole haut, peut être un peut trop haut pour moi
Mais je m'en fou, je suis vivant pour de bon


Allez danse, danse, regarde-moi
Allez tourne, tourne, ne t'arrête pas
Allez partons vite, si tu veux bien, dès le jour
le soleil brille, profitons-en
Je t'attendrai, je t'aime tant
Alors vas-t'en vite si tu veux bien, sans retour

Evidemment, tu l'aimes encore,
Ça crève les yeux mon dieu, Tu l'aimes encore
Mais pour l'instant ferme tes yeux, passe ta main dans mes cheveux

Allez danse mon amour! Allez danse!
Faisons de nos enfants des droits !
Fait tourner le monde mon amour, fait tourner le monde


Allez danse, danse, retourne-toi
Allez tourne, tourne, ne t'arrête pas
Allez partons vite, si tu veux bien, dès le jour
J'ai manqué d'air je m'en souviens,
Toutes ses années sans toi sans rien
Même mes chansons se baladaient le cœur lourd

Evidemment, tu l'aimes encore,
Ça crève les yeux mon dieu, ça crève les yeux mon dieu
Mon dieu...

Friday, February 02, 2007

Kings of Convenience - Know How



Riding on this know-how
Never been here before
Peculiarly entrusted
Possibly that's all
Is history recorded?
Does someone have a tape?
Surely, I'm no pioneer
Constellations stay the same

Just a little bit of danger
When intriguingly
Our little secret
Trusts that you trust me
'Cause no one will ever know
That this was happening
So tell me why you listen
When nobody's talking

What is there to know?
All this is what it is
You and me alone
Sheer simplicity

What is there to know?
All this is what it is
You and me alone
Sheer simplicity

What is there to know?
All this is what it is
You and me alone
Sheer simplicity

Sia - Sunday



For those who've slept
For those who've kept
Themselves jacked up
How Jesus wept
Sunday
Sunday

For those in need
For those who speed
For those who try to slow their minds with weed
Sunday
Sunday

For those who wake
With a blind headache
Who must be still
Who will sit and wait
For sunday, to be monday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination run away

For those with guilt
For those who wilt
Under pressure
No tears over spilt milk
Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Sunday
Sunday

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

Yeah, it will be ok
Do nothing today
Give yourself a break
Let your imagination runaway

The Postal Service - Such Great Heights



I am thinking it's a sign that the freckles

In our eyes are mirror images and when
We kiss they're perfectly aligned
And I have to speculate that God himself
Did make us into corresponding shapes like
Puzzle pieces from the clay
True, it may seem like a stretch, but
Its thoughts like this that catch my troubled
Head when you're away when I am missing you to death
When you are out there on the road for
Several weeks of shows and when you scan
The radio, I hope this song will guide you home

They will see us waving from such great
Heights, 'come down now,' they'll say
But everything looks perfect from far away,
'come down now,' but we'll stay...

I tried my best to leave this all on your
Machine but the persistent beat it sounded
Thin upon listening
That frankly will not fly. you will hear
The shrillest highs and lowest lows with
The windows down when this is guiding you home

Wednesday, January 31, 2007

The Mountain Goats - Woke Up New



On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I felt free and I felt lonely and I felt scared
And I began to talk to myself almost immediately
Not being used to being the only person there

The first time I made coffee for just myself, I made too much of it
But I drank it all just cause you hate it when I let things go to waste
And I wandered through the house like a little boy lost in the mall
And an astronaut could've seen the hunger in my eyes from space

And I sang
Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do without you?

On the morning when I woke up without you for the first time
I was cold so I put on a sweater and I turned up the heat
And the walls began to close in and I felt so sad and frightened
I practically ran from the living room out into the street

And the wind began to blow and all the trees began to pant
And the world in its cold way started coming alive
And I stood there like a business man waiting for the train
And I got ready for the future to arrive

And I sang
Oh, What do I do? What do I do? What do I do?
What do I do without you?


(I like the video of this - watch)