"Some men die under the mountain just looking for gold
Some die looking for a hand to hold"
- At The Bottom -
Some die looking for a hand to hold"
- At The Bottom -
[vid]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wlAIx9f1haY[/vid]
Trees will make a forest
Trees will make a bow
These are all the harder
Words you have to know
If everyone's a structure
Where their own savior sits
Then I'm a little red house
And no one's living in it
Cars are little blood cells
We are oxygen
City is the airways
Suburbs appendages
She was feeling lonely
She left her hive
Rented out a family
She bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Little cities names are buried on the maps
They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
Where are all the seedlings
We grew from violence
Down in Jersey lumber
Stealing prosthetic limbs
Should've been a soldier
I should've fought and died
There's no revolution
So I bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Coming down the alley while the horns play "Taps"
They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
Somehow I always knew when everything was unsaid
Go and buy a hammer, never sing again
Trees will make a bow
These are all the harder
Words you have to know
If everyone's a structure
Where their own savior sits
Then I'm a little red house
And no one's living in it
Cars are little blood cells
We are oxygen
City is the airways
Suburbs appendages
She was feeling lonely
She left her hive
Rented out a family
She bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Little cities names are buried on the maps
They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
Where are all the seedlings
We grew from violence
Down in Jersey lumber
Stealing prosthetic limbs
Should've been a soldier
I should've fought and died
There's no revolution
So I bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Bought a bride
Coming down the alley while the horns play "Taps"
They tied her up and laid her on the train tracks
Somehow I always knew when everything was unsaid
Go and buy a hammer, never sing again
Am 25. September erschien das neue Album von Brand New, der Band die mit ihrem Vorgänger "The Devil and God Are Raging Inside Me" eines DER Alben 2007 abgeliefert hat. Mit ihren ersten beiden Alben noch irgendwo im experimentellen Emocore herumdümpelnd, brach auf "TDAGRIM" eine völlig neue Soundwand auf, welche sich auch im aktuellen Album nicht schließen will.
"Trees will make a forest
Trees will make a bow"
- Bought a Bride -
Trees will make a bow"
- Bought a Bride -
War auf dem Vorgänger noch die innere Zerrissenheit das Hauptthema, ist es im neusten Werk vor allem eine unbändig erscheinende Wut, welche alle Songs direkt oder auch unerschwellig begleitet. Dabei ist es keine plötzlich ausbrechende und alles zerstörende Gewalt welche sich hier wiederspiegelt, sondern die stille, in sich zerfressende Wut die den einen Song immer weiter anschwellen läßt, bis sie im nächsten plötzlich ausbricht.
"I'm a mountain that has been moved
I'm a river that is all dried up
I'm an ocean nothing floats on
I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in
I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot
I'm a moon that never shows it's face
I'm a mouth that doesn't smile
I'm a word that no one ever wants to say..."
- Daisy -
I'm a river that is all dried up
I'm an ocean nothing floats on
I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in
I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot
I'm a moon that never shows it's face
I'm a mouth that doesn't smile
I'm a word that no one ever wants to say..."
- Daisy -
Dieses Wechselspiel zwischen innerer Ohnmacht und explodierender Wut, verpackt in der fragilen Stimme von Sänger Jesse Lacey, zieht sich wie ein roter Faden durch das komplette aktuelle Album. Waren auf dem Vorgänger die einzelnen Songs noch differenzierte Versatzstücke mit in sich abgeschlossener Handlung, umgibt "Daisy" eine alles umschließende, dunkle, aber auch unwirklich erscheinende Atmosphäre.
"And there's a lake
And at the bottom you'll find all our friends
They don't swim cause they're all dead
We never are what we intend or invent"
- At the Bottom -
And at the bottom you'll find all our friends
They don't swim cause they're all dead
We never are what we intend or invent"
- At the Bottom -
Das Cover selbst beschreibt die Atmosphäre des Albums wohl am besten. Gespenstisch, begleitet durch ein Gefühl des Unwohlseins, aber auch magisch und aufwühlend. Eine 40 Minuten lange Momentaufnahme gleich einem verstörenden Alptraum.
[vid]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Bjw5UmL8w9c[/vid]
[Recording:]
And we sing this morning that wonderful and grand old message.
I don't know about you but I never get tired of it
Number 99: Just As I Am.
I'm a mountain that has been moved
I'm a river that is all dried up
I'm an ocean nothing floats on
I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in
I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot
I'm a moon that never shows it's face
I'm a mouth that doesn't smile
I'm a word that no one ever wants to say...
[Child speaking:]
I don't wanna be,
He wasn't finding anybody when he was on the shelf
I saw him in my dream
I'm a mountain that has been moved
I'm a fugitive that has no legs to run
I'm a preacher with no pulpit
Spewing a sermon that goes on and on...
Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast
And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain
Like he knew it was time to start things over again
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast
And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain
Like he knew it was time to start things over again
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
And we sing this morning that wonderful and grand old message.
I don't know about you but I never get tired of it
Number 99: Just As I Am.
I'm a mountain that has been moved
I'm a river that is all dried up
I'm an ocean nothing floats on
I'm a sky that nothing wants to fly in
I'm a sun that doesn't burn hot
I'm a moon that never shows it's face
I'm a mouth that doesn't smile
I'm a word that no one ever wants to say...
[Child speaking:]
I don't wanna be,
He wasn't finding anybody when he was on the shelf
I saw him in my dream
I'm a mountain that has been moved
I'm a fugitive that has no legs to run
I'm a preacher with no pulpit
Spewing a sermon that goes on and on...
Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast
And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain
Like he knew it was time to start things over again
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
Well if we take all these things and we bury them fast
And we'll pray that they turn into seeds, to roots and then grass
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
Or if the sky opened up and started pouring rain
Like he knew it was time to start things over again
It'd be all right, it's all right, it'd be easier that way
