Il y a quelque chose que vous devez absolument faire ce soir ou cette nuit, une fois revenus chez vous, c'est écoutervivre ce morceau de Of Montreal de bout en bout (soit 11min55).
En voici déjà les paroles.
The past is a grotesque animal and in its eyes you see
How completely wrong you can be
The sun is out it melts the snow that fell yesterday
Makes you wonder why it bothered
I fell in love with the first cute girl that I met
Who could appreciate Georges Bataille
Standing at a Swedish festival
Discussing the “Story of the Eye”
It’s so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain? I need you here and not here too
I’m flunking out I’m gone I’m just gone
But at least I author my own disaster
Performance breakdown and I don’t want to hear it
I’m just not available
Things could be different but they’re not
The mousy girl screams "violence, violence"
She gets hysterical cause they’re both so mean
And it’s my favorite scene
But the cruelty’s so predictable
It makes you sad on the stage
Though our love project has so much potential
but it’s like we weren’t made for this world
(though I wouldn’t really want to meet someone who was)
Do I have to scream in your face?
I’ve been dodging lamps and vegetables
Throw it all in my face, I don’t care
Let’s just have some fun
Lt’s tear this shit apart
Let’s tear the fucking house apart
Let’s tear our fucking bodies apart
But let’s just have some fun
Somehow you’ve red rovered the gestapo circling my heart
And nothing can defeat you
No death no ugly world
You’ve lived so brightly, you’ve altered everything
I find myself searching for old selves
While speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells
I’ve played the unraveler, the parhelion
But even apocalypse is fleeting
There’s no death no ugly world
Sometimes I wonder if you’re mythologizing me like I do you
We want our film to be beautiful not realistic
Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams
You can betray me but teach me something wonderful
Crown my head crowd my head with your lilting effects
Project your fears on to me I need to view them
See there’s nothing to them
I promise you there’s nothing to them
I’m so touched by your goodness
You make me feel so criminal
How do you keep it together? I’m all unraveled
But you know no matter where we are
We’re always touching by underground wires
I’ve explored you with the detachment of an analyst
But most nights we’ve raided the same kingdoms
And none of our Secrets are physical now
It’s so embarrassing to need someone like I do you
How can I explain? I need you here and not here too
I’m flunking out I’m gone I’m just gone
But at least I author my own disaster
Performance breakdown and I don’t want to hear it
I’m just not available
Things could be different but they’re not
The mousy girl screams "violence, violence"
She gets hysterical cause they’re both so mean
And it’s my favorite scene
But the cruelty’s so predictable
It makes you sad on the stage
Though our love project has so much potential
but it’s like we weren’t made for this world
(though I wouldn’t really want to meet someone who was)
Do I have to scream in your face?
I’ve been dodging lamps and vegetables
Throw it all in my face, I don’t care
Let’s just have some fun
Lt’s tear this shit apart
Let’s tear the fucking house apart
Let’s tear our fucking bodies apart
But let’s just have some fun
Somehow you’ve red rovered the gestapo circling my heart
And nothing can defeat you
No death no ugly world
You’ve lived so brightly, you’ve altered everything
I find myself searching for old selves
While speeding forward through the plate glass of maturing cells
I’ve played the unraveler, the parhelion
But even apocalypse is fleeting
There’s no death no ugly world
Sometimes I wonder if you’re mythologizing me like I do you
We want our film to be beautiful not realistic
Perceive me in the radiance of terror dreams
You can betray me but teach me something wonderful
Crown my head crowd my head with your lilting effects
Project your fears on to me I need to view them
See there’s nothing to them
I promise you there’s nothing to them
I’m so touched by your goodness
You make me feel so criminal
How do you keep it together? I’m all unraveled
But you know no matter where we are
We’re always touching by underground wires
I’ve explored you with the detachment of an analyst
But most nights we’ve raided the same kingdoms
And none of our Secrets are physical now
Of Montreal, the Past is a grotesque animal
Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer? (Polyvinyl, 2007)
Of Montreal sera en concert à Paris au Trianon le 27 avril, et... il faut venir.
Salut,
RépondreSupprimerJ'ai vachement bien aimé ce morceau, j'aimerais bien aller plus loin (avec Of Montreal).
-> tu me conseilles quoi comme album d'eux (qui allierait qualité et accessibilité ) ?
A plus,
flo
J'aime vraiment bien le dernier ("Paralytic Stalks", leur 11ème il me semble), mais d'une part je suis à peu près le seul, d'autre part il y a pas mal de digressions psyche que j'imagine on peut trouver brouillonne et indigeste au premier abord. Mais on est vraiment proche d'Olivia Tremor Control. Et puis Kevin Barnes y force parfois sa voix, et ça me plaît.
RépondreSupprimerPour le côté "pop", tu peux écouter "Satanic Panic in the Attic" (2004).
Sinon, quelque part entre les 2, il y a "Hissing Fauna, Are You the Destroyer?", feat. le morceau que je cite ici, mais aussi "She's a rejecter"
OK merci.
RépondreSupprimerJ'ai mis 2 ans à entendre ton appel mais je confirme (par contre, c'est trop tard pour le concert :)
RépondreSupprimerEt même en version solo acoustique, dépouillée de son avalanche de nappes sonores et des ses choeurs, cette chanson est magnifique : http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWIwe4Bu86A