Florence + The Machine

On the way back from Chicago yesterday (see next post), I was introduced to a song that I absolutely love.  Fairly newish, 2009 I think, but I am hopelessly out of date regarding music so extremely new to me.  I don't listen to that many groups w/strong female leads - mostly just Niyaz, early Tori Amos, and a little PJ Harvey - but I this this singer is dynamic.  I saw comparisons to Amy Winehouse, but since I never listened to her I can't comment.

Dog Days Are Over
 
Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
With every bubble she sank with her drink
And washed it away down the kitchen sink

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your loving, your loving behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come

And i never wanted anything from you
Except everything you had and what was left after that too, oh
Happiness hit her like a bullet in the head
Struck from a great height by someone who should know better than that

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come

Run fast for your mother, run fast for your father
Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers
Leave all your loving, your loving behind
You cant carry it with you if you want to survive

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
Can you hear the horses?
'Cause here they come

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run

Song of the Day

Interrupting the regularly scheduled program (i.e. protesting) to give you a song: (video link under "song of the moment")

EARTH INTRUDERS
BJORK
We are the earth intruders
We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches

Turmoil! Carnage!

Here come the earth intruders
We are the paratroopers
The beat of sharp shooters
Come straight from voodoo

With our feet thumping
With our feet marching
Grinding skeptics
Into the soil

Shower of goodness coming to
End the doubt pouring over
Shower of goodness coming to end

We are the earth intruders
We are the sharp shooters
Flock of parachuters
Necessary voodoo

I have guided my bones through some voltage
And love them still
And love them too

Metallic! Carnage! Furiocity! Feel the speed!

We are the earth intruders
We are the sharp shooters
Flock of parachuters
Necessary voodoo

There is turmoil out there
Carnage, rambling
What is to do but dig
Dig bones out of earth

Mud graves! Timber! Morbid trenches!

Here come the earth intruders
There'll be no resistance
We are the canoneerers
Necessary voodoo

And the beast
With many heads
And the arms rolling
Steamroller!

We are the earth intruders
We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches

Forgive us, tribe

We are the earth intruders
We are the earth intruders
Muddy with twigs and branches
Marching

Prisencolinensinainciusol

Prisencolinensinainciusol (watch video)

In de col men seivuan
Prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

...Uis de seim cius nau op de seim
Ol uait men in de colobos dai
Trrr - ciak is e maind beghin de col
Bebi stei ye push yo oh

Uis de seim cius nau op de seim
Ol uoit men in de colobos dai
Not s de seim laikiu de promisdin
Iu nau in trabol lovgiai ciu gen

In do camo not cius no bai for lov so
Op op giast cam lau ue cam lov ai
Oping tu stei laik cius go mo men
Iu bicos tue men cold dobrei goris
Oh sandei

Ai ai smai sesler
Eni els so co uil piso ai
In de col men seivuan
Prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

Ai ai smai senflecs
Eni go for doing peso ai
Prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

Uel ai sint no ai giv de sint
Laik de cius nobodi oh gud taim lev feis go
Uis de seim et seim cius go no ben
Let de cius end kai for not de gai giast stei

Ai ai smai senflecs
Eni go for doing peso ai
In de col mein seivuan
Prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

Lu nei si not sicidor
Ah es la bebi la dai big iour

Ai aismai senflecs
Eni go for doing peso ai
In de col mein seivuan
Prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait

Lu nei si not sicodor
Ah es la bebi la dai big iour

New Music Moment

As always by "new" I mean new to me, but in this case fairly new - 2008 I think.

Time to Pretend - MGMT


I'm feeling rough I'm feeling raw
I'm in the prime of my life
Let's make some music, make some money
Find some models for wives
I'll move to Paris shoot some heroin
And fuck with the stars
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars

This is our decision
To live fast and die young
We've got the vision
Now lets have some fun

Yeah, it's overwhelming
But what else can we do?
Get jobs in offices
And wake up for the morning commute?
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend

I'll miss the playgrounds
And the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and
The weight of the world
I'll miss my sister miss my father
Miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredom and the freedom
And the time spent alone

But there is really nothing
Nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten
Life can always start off anew

The models will have children
We'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models
Everything must run its course
We'll choke on our vomit
That will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I said yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah

Two Things

Flathead by The Fratellis


Just because she feeds me well
and she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
doesn't mean she's got eyes for me
she might just want my bones you see

hey flathead don't you get mean
she's the second best killer that I have ever seen
they don't come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to

it's just so wrong so very nice I told you
once and you killed me twice

I saw you one time at the back of the
club chewing on glass and a ticket stub
I heard they kicked the boy till he bled
then stood and said oh my god till she said

bara bap bara ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra...

everybody knows you're the one to call
when the girls get ugly at the back of the wall
Josephine says you got a bleeding nose
so taking it with her wherever she goes

hey flathead don't check me in
well hers is a tonic and mine is a gin
they don't come much more slick
than you I'd drive your car if you ask me to

said the boy's not right in the head
so he stood and got a kicking instead till she said
bara bap bara ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra...

And she said the boy's not right in the head
And you stood and said oh my god till she said
bara bap bara ra ra bara bap bara ra ra ra..


Supernova by Me

Color by COLOURlovers

End of the Semester Strikes Again

You know how sometimes you take a class and at the time it was fun and interesting, but really you never read any of that stuff again, and it was kind of a waste of time ultimately? Ever had the opposite happen? Maybe you took a class, thought it was good on a basic level, but it wasn't super engaging? You didn't do all the readings, sort of skimped on the final paper....but then realized several years later, that you should have totally invested time in this course?

Yeah well, that happened to me today.

Actually, this post is a completely random shout out into the aethers to my Folklore Theory professor. His hefty reader for the course saved my life yesterday and today. I needed a literature review on some central themes in folklore - identity, performance, and tradition - but didn't have time to read and then remembered I had a huge packet of articles on key themes in folklore theory. It is not perfect, but it allowed me to turn in a 12 pg draft today whereas without it I would have had nothing. So, thanks :)

On a completely unrelated note, b/c I know you are super curious, below are the lyrics to the song that I am totally obsessed with at the moment, with the oddest title of Club Foot

One...take control of me?
Yer messing with the enemy
Said its 2..it's another trick
Messin with my mind, I wake up
Chase down an empty street
Blindly snap the broken beats
Said it's cut with a dirty trick
Its taken all these days to find ya
I tell you I want you
I tell you I need you

friends, take control of me
Stalking cross' the gallery
All these pills got to operate
The colour quits and all invade us
There he goes again
Take me to the edge again
All I got is a dirty trick
I'm chasin down the wolves to save ya

I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
I... the blood aint on my face
Just wanted you near me

I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
The blood aint on my hands

Just wanted you near me

I tell you I want you
I'll tell you I need you
The blood aint on my hands

Just wanted you near me

To Venus and Back

I have been recently wandering my way through various Tori Amos albums. Always loved Little Earthquakes, but not too much of her other stuff. However, I have decided to endorse To Venus and Back as being as good as Choir Girl, but perhaps not up to par with her first album. On account of discovering a new song to like today, here are the lyrics:

"Glory Of The 80's"

I took a taxi from LA to Venus
In 1985 I was electromagnetically sucked
Back in to a party going on that night
It was the glory of the 80's
With karma crawn up in lines
And two bugle boys models saying 'baby.
It's a freebee you sure look deprived'
I had the Story of O in my bucket seat
Of my wanna be Mustang
Auditioning for reptiles in their
Raquel Weish campaign
IN the glories of the 80's
You said "I'm not afraid to die"
I said I don't find that remotely funny
Even on this space cake high
And then when it all seemed clear
Just then you go and disappear
Silicone pary barbies
To the left and
Joan of Arcs to the right
No one feeling insecure
We were all gorge and famous in our last lives
In the glories of the 80's
You said 'the end is nothing to fear'
I said -blow the end- nowbaby
Who do I gotta shag ot get outt here
And then when it all seemed clear
Just then you go and disappear
Sure you're out there
orbitiong around
Wish I had you back now
I met a drag king call venus
She had a velvet hologram
She said 'my husband ran off with my shaman
But they love me as I am'
In the glories of the 80's
I may not have to die
I'll clone myself
Like that blonde chich
That sings Bett Davis Eyes
And then whenit all seemed clear
Jut then you go and disappear