The National - Green Gloves

Howdy folks -

Yes, that's officially a thing. I hope you're having a lovely Wednesday wherever you are. Not much to update with today - it's been a fairly banal week compared to the insanity that was last week. And, perhaps in that vein, I have chosen a beautiful song by The National for your aural pleasure. I absolutely adore this song - it was the first song of theirs I ever heard, and I was instantly taken with how sublime it is. It creeps into your soul in slow-motion. I hope you'll check it out! And I think Matt Berninger is one of the better lyricists in indie rock.

Green Gloves - The National


Falling out of touch with all my
friends are somewhere getting wasted,
hope they're staying glued together,
I have arms for them.

Take another sip of them,
it floats around and takes me over
like a little drop of ink in a glass of water

Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.

Cinderella through the room
I glide and swan cause I'm the best slow dancer
in the universe

Falling out of touch with all my
friends are somewhere getting wasted,
hope they're staying glued together,
I have arms for them.

Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.

Now I hardly know them
and I'll take my time
I'll carry them over, and I'll make them mine.

Get inside their clothes
with my green gloves
watch their videos, in their chairs.
Get inside their beds
with my green gloves
Get inside their heads, love their loves.

Spanish Sahara

Howdy folks -

How was your weekend? Mine was excellent, but as always Monday comes creeping up on you like a stranger in the night, forcing my hand again. Not to mention that last week was pretty draining for any American. So, in this most foul of spirits I submit that you check out the lyrics and music video to Foals "Spanish Sahara".

The beauty of these lyrics is that they envelope you with images, feelings and emotions. There's a story in there somewhere, but gennerally this song is about mood. And, as a teaser from their 2010 second album Total Life Forever, redefined their sound for the second decade of the 21st century. I promise I'll post some of my own stuff soon, but dedication requires recycling as well as original content. Besides, this is a great song and well worth your 7 minutes.

So I walked into the haze
And a million dirty ways
Now I see you lying there
Like a lie low losing air, air

Black rocks and shoreline sand
Still that summer I cannot bare
And I wipe the sand of my arms
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust

Now the waves they drag you down
Carry you to broken ground
Though I find you in the sand
Wipe you clean with dirty hands

So goddamn this boiling space
The Spanish Sahara, the place that you'd wanna
Leave the horror here

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and then it's future dust

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am

Forget the horror here
Forget the horror here
Leave it all down here
It's future rust and it's future dust

I'm the fury in your head
I'm the fury in your bed
I'm the ghost in the back of your head
'Cause I am