Here come the breeze (Gomez)

Here come the breeze, come on blow me up
Planting the seed, come on sew me up
Reelin', the feelin', making our way through the storm
We've been deceivin', making our way through the storm
All we need's a little more to

Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here
Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here

Here come the air, come on blow me up
Hottest affair, come on grow me up
Starin' at nothin', 'cause I can't make out what it is
Searchin' for somethin', but I just don't know what it is
All we need's a little more to

Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here
Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here

Well come on in
Come on in and lay me down now
And relax
'Cause the world will collapse with you
Turn your red light into blue
Why do you keep running around like that?

Sit back
'Cause this is gonna take a while
There's no shame in going in out of style
Why do you keep running around like that?

Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here
Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here
Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here
Send a little message to ya
Gonna get outta here

la mia pagina

Midwest

Pedro the lion

Juxtabrunch

Pecksniff

Midlake

Cold war kids

Ex-Otago

Alsoran

Black Light co.

Jens Lekman

Sparklehorse

Take me out tonight
Because I want to see people and I
Want to see life
Driving in your car
Oh, please don't drop me home
Because it's not my home, it's their
Home, and I'm welcome no more

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

Take me out tonight
Take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
And in the darkened underpass
I thought Oh God, my chance has come at last
(But then a strange fear gripped me and I
Just couldn't ask)

Take me out tonight
Oh, take me anywhere, I don't care
I don't care, I don't care
Driving in your car
I never never want to go home
Because I haven't got one, da ...
Oh, I haven't got one

And if a double-decker bus
Crashes into us
To die by your side
Is such a heavenly way to die
And if a ten-ton truck
Kills the both of us
To die by your side
Well, the pleasure - the privilege is mine

un'altra storia di lavatrici, dopo The blues are still blue dei Belle and Sebastian, nel video di Shout your eyes degli svedesi Shout out loud.

sempre su youtube ho raccolto il resto della videografia. da Howl howl gaff gaff:
- Very loud
- The comeback
- Please please please (grazie a inkiostro x aver postato questo video quel giorno!!! è diventata infatti la nostra canzone)

+ Seagull
+ I wish I was dead part II (con protagonista... il dott. Dorian di Scrubs!!!! alias Zach Braff. questa canzone però NON è nella colonna sonora del film la mia vita a garden state, quindi presumo sia un montaggio fatto per diletto dall'utente che l'ha caricato su youtube)

White Collar Boy

You’re a white collar boy and you gave into the law
Give in to the pressure the cops gonna getcha
You were a thieving dog at work until they caught your little paw
Your wage won’t stretch, to picking up checks
A custodial sentence you narrowly avoided
Community service you had to go along with
You’re banging the rocks at the old city docks
Poor boy poor boy poor boy poor boy

You were chained to a girl that would kill you with a look
It’s a nice way to die she’s so easy on the eye
She said let’s get away, but you played it by the book
You’re a warden’s pet, she’s a screaming suffragette
“We ain’t in prison, we’ll just finish up and go home”
She said, “Not for me, I’ve got plans for later on”
So she belted the sarge and she jumped on a barge
You fell, you fell you fell you fell

White collar, got dirt in your pants
You got egg in your hair
You got spit in your chin
White collar, scared to be bored
Blue Collar, she’s opening doors
White collar boy, on the run from the law

She said “You ain’t ugly, you can kiss me if you like”
Go ahead and kiss her, you don’t know what you’re missing
You said “Baby, you’re special,
But there’s something not quite right.”
She’s a Venus in flares and you wanna split hairs!
“I am innocent, you are a rocket.
Things were ok till you took out the copper”
Leave me alone, and get used to the chains
You’re a pain, a pain, a pain, a pain

White collar, got dirt in your pants
You got egg in your hair
You got spit in your chin
White collar, scared to be bored
Blue Collar, she’s opening doors
White collar boy, on the run from the law

l'ho approcciata dopo essermi innamorata follemente della sua 'It's the most wonderful time of the year' (hey, siamo in pieno christmas time!). ma ora che la sto scoprendo con altre canzoni mi sembra poco più che una Jewel dei primi tempi. E non raggiunge i livelli di Emiliana Torrini (l'è dura!).

Sul suo sito dice di essere stata rapita dall'elettro-pop e che non ha nessuna intenzione di pubblicare album (folk) nel futuro recente.

mah.
forse è meglio così Martina.

Ho letto che i Juxta Brunch suoneranno al Milano film festival
domenica 18 alle 22.30.

andate a sentirli se ne avete l'occasione!