Artist- The Wombats
Song of the day- Techno Fan
I have become slightly obsessed with this album and find it the only way I can make it to 7 miles on legs that scoff at the idea of running on a daily basis. But this song especially has become a new anthem after my weekend of techno dancing in Perry's sweaty, laser lit half covered DJ tent at lollapalooza. I roll my eyes often at techno and find the club scene in general a peculiar manifestation of emotions, instinct and hormones in the modern age. But I think I've grown a soft spot for repetitive beats and overuse of fog machines. Whatever you're feeling there's a place for it and nobody is looking at you or caring how weird of dancer or shaker you are when the music is playing. Strangers become friends and you all are there for one purpose of just enjoying the moment. I guess what I'm saying is, I never knew I was a techno fan. If you're looking for that kinda fun this one's for you, get up and move with me.
east london's not a bomb site
It is a treasure chest,
We use our penguin costumes
more than our evening dress
She said I should come over
though the musics not my type
Don’t you know i'd chop a limb off
Just to have a good time
shut up and move with me move with me or, or get out of my face
I didn't queue for an hour to leave straight away
shut up and stay with me, stay with me or, *or* let go off my hand
the lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno fan
This is not a weird weekend,its an angry worm hole
I’m talking like a city boy, *and* drinking with a northern soul
She said I should come over
Though it's carnage at times
it still seems ill chop a limb off
Before i put up a fight
shut up and move with me move with me or, or get out of my face
I didn't queue for an hour to leave straight away
shut up and stay with me, stay with me or, *or* let go off my hand
the lasers fill our minds with empty plans
i never knew i was a technooo-
we are the 1980's, we are the Detroit lights,
and i never wanna, i never wanna see this stop
I'm in debt to you, but dont feed me plant food
just shut up and move with me move with me or, or get out of my face
I didn't spend 20 sheets to not cut a shape
shut up and stay with me, stay with me or,or let go off my hand
the lasers fill our minds with empty plans
I never knew I was a techno fan.
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Sunday, August 14, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
And please allow me to be your anti- depressant, I too, am prescribed as freely As any decongestant
Artist- The Wombats
Song of the day- Anti-D
My friend Blake turned me on to the fantasticness of The Wombats and this new song of theirs. And I do love songs about medical drugs I know cuz it makes me feel smart. And we all know how much I already love depressing songs that sound peppy. But I think the video and song give an interesting picture on the subject. Of being in all black and slow motion when the world is colorful and kinda bizarre all around you. And spending some time in a mind and around minds that struggle with this and other issues, I do find them to be some of the most intuitive and compassionate people which is what the chorus of the song makes me think of. The whole song about a guy who's depressed wanting to be the thing that stops depression for someone else instead of drugs. Empathy is an interesting thing that makes me pretty happy to be human. Plus violins and rock music, hurray!
Please allow me to be your anti- depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant
We kick back and let the pills do the talking
People hear a distinct rattle when we’re walking
Then there’s the extra two stone that’s our only guarantee
Our vivid dreams are just like big production movies
They get entangled well within our daily routines
So please re-think or use my dream-on strategy
And please allow me to be your anti- depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant
Its hard to smile when your as flattened as a pancake
The only tears come from our heads when we concentrate
Perhaps I'm being unjust or perhaps you agree
Still I've thrown away my citalopram
I need more than what was in those forty miligrams
So cast away with the doctors plans
And please allow me to be your anti- depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant
Still I’ve thrown away my citalopram
Although I felt as grim as the reaper man
So cast away with the doctors plans
Like me
Song of the day- Anti-D
My friend Blake turned me on to the fantasticness of The Wombats and this new song of theirs. And I do love songs about medical drugs I know cuz it makes me feel smart. And we all know how much I already love depressing songs that sound peppy. But I think the video and song give an interesting picture on the subject. Of being in all black and slow motion when the world is colorful and kinda bizarre all around you. And spending some time in a mind and around minds that struggle with this and other issues, I do find them to be some of the most intuitive and compassionate people which is what the chorus of the song makes me think of. The whole song about a guy who's depressed wanting to be the thing that stops depression for someone else instead of drugs. Empathy is an interesting thing that makes me pretty happy to be human. Plus violins and rock music, hurray!
Please allow me to be your anti- depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant
We kick back and let the pills do the talking
People hear a distinct rattle when we’re walking
Then there’s the extra two stone that’s our only guarantee
Our vivid dreams are just like big production movies
They get entangled well within our daily routines
So please re-think or use my dream-on strategy
And please allow me to be your anti- depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant
Its hard to smile when your as flattened as a pancake
The only tears come from our heads when we concentrate
Perhaps I'm being unjust or perhaps you agree
Still I've thrown away my citalopram
I need more than what was in those forty miligrams
So cast away with the doctors plans
And please allow me to be your anti- depressant,
I too, am prescribed as freely
As any decongestant
Still I’ve thrown away my citalopram
Although I felt as grim as the reaper man
So cast away with the doctors plans
Like me
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