Sunday, August 14, 2011

it still seems ill chop a limb off Before i put up a fight

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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