viernes, febrero 11, 2011

The People's Key de Bright Eyes

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Lo pondré así... Esperaba este regalo desde hace años. El disco anterior, Cassadaga significó las primeras notas de una nueva etapa en mi vida y con The People's Key sigue vigente la sensación, de que sus letras de un modo u otro siempre me marcarán.

Shell Games el primer single ya advertía una torcida inclinación nueva de la banda por el rock con toques de synth-pop ochentero. Y lo hacen, en todo el álbum... Algunos lo odiaron, yo... encuentro extraño, enfermo y reconfortante que mezcle ese sonido con letras que hablan de dios y la búsqueda desesperada de nosotros por ilustrarlo. Al final, The People's Key es un acto de fe.

Una suerte de Slow Train Coming.

La canción que da nombre al disco es mi favorita, es como un himno.
Bright Eyes sigue siendo mi historia...


A Machine Spiritual (In the People's Key)


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The people's key
Ringing through arena seats
The black machine
Played it all from memory
A fever dream
Well, I'll come back eventually
To wade into the water
Another and another

We go
Form some kind of code
The bodies float
And form some kind of code
The bodies float
Someone's out to know

Papa hobo
Don't hide your eyes
Mother mountain
Don't kill your unborn child
His day is coming
His day is coming

A question burns
Beneath the centuries of dirt
That voice you've heard
Well, every head's a different world
Well, mine's concerned
I boarded up the windows
A catatonic plateau
A backwards black-faced minstrel show
So just let me go
The prisoner moans
Oh, just let me go
The prisoner moans
No one has to know

Eva Braun went to dye her hair
Little Hitler sighs in his giant's chair
And dreamed of nowhere
And dreamed of nowhere
And dreamed

The people's key
Ringing filling everything
The theme repeats
Thinner than the galaxy
Impart to me
Your wisdom and eventually
I'll float into the ether
Another from another

We grow
Form some kind of code
A flesh at bone
We form some kind of code
A flesh at bone
No, you're not alone

History bows and it steps aside
In the jungle there's columns of purple light
We're starting over
We're starting over
We're starting
We're starting...



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