Starless future, Folklore past

Il aurait été dommage de séjourner au Canada sans y voir le moindre concert. L'occasion ne m'aura pas été donnée à Montréal (mi-août) mais à Québec, la veille de mon retour en France. Le 28 août, se produisait en effet dans la basse-ville, au Cercle, Moonface (aka Spencer Krug, de Wolf Parade, Sunset Rubdown ou encore Swan Lake).

Le concert fût mémorable, je pense me souvenir encore longtemps du moment où ont retenti les premiers mots chantés par Spencer Krug, après à une longue intro instrumentale :
"He dreams that Neptune is a prophet And Jupiter a healer" (c'est extrait de The Fog).

Un peu plus tard, suivit "Love the House You're In"
(que vous pouvez écouter là, si ça vous chante)

I regretfully withdraw my offer

To try to improve myself

I sincerely believe the results

Would be a disaster

I held the chisel between my cheekbones

And I beheld the face of my true master

You've gotta love the house you're in

You've gotta love the house you're in

Sat out on the balcony

Doing blow, playing chess

By myself

There is a pseudo-intellectual in me

Oh but, uh, luckily there's something else

A frog with its tongue stuck

To the inside of my chest

A crow that keeps banging

Up against the glass

A well-intentioned demon

Somewhere within

Maybe that last one's not so bad

Maybe that last one's the main attraction

You've gotta love the house you're in

You've gotta love the house you're in

Someone keeps writing your name all over the walls

Someone keeps writing your name all over the walls

Ah da da da

I would like to be more for you

Than just a ghost

Lighting up in the courtyard

Sometimes I am an actual man

Standing perfectly still in the dark

Starless future

Folklore past

So leave the shade halfway open

Leave the shade halfway drawn

I'm writing a line for the stars

Happiness is waiting for you to fall

Moonface – Love the House You're In

Julia with Blue Jeans on (Paper Bag records, 2013)

Photo: Julien Baby-Cormier