Foals in winter coats, White girls of the North,
File past one, five and one
They are the fabled lambs, Of Sunday ham, The EHS norm
And they could float above the grass, In circles if they tried,
A latent power I know they hide,
To keep some hope alive,
That a girl like I`m could ever try, Could ever try.
So we just skirt the hallway signs,
A phantom and a fly,
Follow the lines and wonder why
There`s no connection.
A week of rolling eyes, And cheap shots from the trite
And we`re of to Nemarca`s porch again,
Another afternoon with the goat head tunes,
And pilfered booze.
We wandered through her mama`s house,
The milk from the window lights,
Family portrait circa ninety-five,
This is that foreign land, With the sprayed on tans, And it all feels fine,
Be it silk or slime,
So, when they tap our Monady heads,
Two zombies walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And we`ll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our climb,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Oooh waooooooo waooooooo ...
So, when they tap our Sunday heads,
Two zombies walk in our stead,
This town seems hardly worth our time,
And we`ll no longer memorize or rhyme,
Too far along in our crime,
Stepping over what now towers to the sky,
With no connection.
Shoot me into sleep, your beauty is so close to me
And even better still, warm nights and the chill
Creeping down my bones, reminds me I'm alone
My sweet midnight surprise, staple down my eyes
Stars I cannot see, take me galaxy
Deeper in the zone, 2-player combo mode
Creeping down my bones, reminds me I'm alone
My sweet midnight surprise, staple down my eyes
Stars I cannot see, take me galaxy
Ejacquantumbreeze!
Even in the sea
Replace all meaning - "I-spy"
Fuck, I think she just saw me, stop hiding in the sea
Shit, my midnight surprise has found out all my lines
Crunch time, night time, palm luxuries which I mistake for life
Don't talk to me, stay away unless you want me near you
I'm waiting in silence and cloaking my violence
You, almost encourage my happiness, but I know best
Wake up, smell the semen, this will never happen for you
Evil waits inside your home and shakes you through and through
Oh, wake up princess
I guess, deep down, my heart is not as pure as it was
And my food is ruined, the freezer doorway to above
I'll fire in the sun, I'm dying just for fun
And what is left of this?
My fare is calling down for you all to go away, forget the fall exists
I'll fire in the sun, I'm dying, just for fun
As I lay in bed, wrapped in cold sweat, just take me now
SUPERCAR의 초창기는 Cream Soda나 Lucky같은 싱글들에서도 볼 수 있듯이 지글거리는 기타와 혼성 보컬이 이루어내는 멜로디컬함은 슈게이징/기타팝 밴드의 전형적인 모습이었다. 이는 혼성 보컬이라는 점에서 전체적으로 The Pains of Being at Pure Heart 와 비슷한 느낌을 받기도 하는데, 그러나 이랬던 SUPERCAR는 그들의 디스코그라피 후반부로 갈수록 전자음이 섞이면서 음악적 성향을 바꾸어간다. 개인적으로 'FUTURAMA' 앨범 이후의 스타일을 더 선호하는 편인데, 사실 어떤 장르에 가깝다고 딱히 말하기 어려운 만큼 곡들의 개성이 뚜렷하지만 그렇다고 난잡한 느낌은 아닌 것이 참 신기하다.
어찌되었든 이러한 스타일의 곡들 중에서 제일 좋아하는 곡이 Strobolights다. 뮤직비디오를 링크시키려고 했으나 왠지 이 라이브 버전의 도입부가 더 좋게 느껴져서 이걸 링크시켰다. 평소에 여러가지 음악을 만드(?)려고 노력하는 사람 중에 하나로써 여러가지 스타일을 시도하고, 그에 따라서 하고 싶은 음악의 취향이 하루에도 몇번씩 바뀌는데, 그래도 내가 원하는 이것 저것의 음악성향을 한데 모아놓은 음악들이 SUPERCAR의 후기 음악 스타일인 것 같아서 참 좋다.
이건 같은 앨범의 Yumegiwa Last boy.
White Surf Style 5.
사실 이곡도 무지하게 좋아한다.
전에 후지락인가? 잘기억은 안나지만 아마 맞을거다. 라이브를 하는데 투드럼을 쓰길래 깜짝 놀랐던 적이 있지....
P.S.
만약 SUPERCAR 초기 음악들에 대해 포스팅했다면 팀내의 유일한 홍일점인 후루카와 미키에 대해서 썼을텐데...
사실 첨에는 그저 그랬는데 목소리도 귀엽고, 라이브 영상 볼수록 정말 매력있는 스타일인듯?
뮤비 공개 전에 밑에 영상이 먼저 티져 형식으로 선공개 되었었는데, 이 영상이 아무래도 전개가 똑같지만 댄스곡이 되어버린 휴먼드림 유로댄스버전이 비지엠으로 깔렸다는 것 빼고는 아무것도 서태지의 뮤직비디오일 것이다 라는 힌트를 주지 않았기에, 서태지가 표절한 것이 아니냐는 여론이 강하게 일었던 적이 있다. 그런데 그런 사람들의 반응으로 이목을 끌어 놓은 뒤에 뮤직비디오 공개를 하면서 마지막에 등장을하는......ㄷㄷㄷㄷ
따지고 보면 음악에 있어서 샘플링이라는건 그것을 사용한다는 것 자체에 문제가 있는게 아니라 그것을 어떻게 사용하는가에 더 큰 포커스가 맞춰져야 한다고 생각한다. 지금 당장 내가 Jackson5의 음악을 샘플링해서 음악같지 않은 음악을 만드는 것과(만든다는 말이 맞는지도 모르겠다), J DILLA가 저런 명곡을 탄생시키고 그것을 가지고 불싸조가 또 명곡을 만드는것은 엄연히 다른 문제라는 말이다. 무단 사용이나 그것에 관한 저작권에 대한 것이 문제가 된다고 미리 창작활동을 막는것이 문제가 아니다. 막말로 어설프게 분위기만 똑같이 따와서 상업적으로 나온 노래보다는 좋은 소스로 좋은 음악을 탄생시키는게 전체적으로 보면 더 생산적이지 않은가? 그런면에서 볼때는 가끔 권지용도 어느정도는 해 준 느낌이 들때가 있다.
Country Joe McDonald - Feel like I'm fixing to Die.(Woodstock 1969)
Come on all of you big strong men
Uncle Sam needs your help again
he's got himself in a terrible jam
way down yonder in Viet Nam so
put down your books and pick up a gun we're
gonna have a whole lotta fun
And it's one, two, three, what are we fighting for
don't ask me I don't give a damn, next stop is Viet Nam
And it's five, six, seven, open up the pearly gates
ain't no time to wonder why, whoopee we're all gonna die
Come on wall street don't be slow
why man this war is a go-go
there's plenty good money to be made by
supplying the army with the tools of its trade
let's hope and pray that if they drop the bomb,
they drop it on the Viet Cong
Come on generals, let's move fast
your big chance has come at last
now you can go out and get those reds
cos the only good commie is the one that's dead and
you know that peace can only be won when we've
blown 'em all to kingdom come
Come on mothers throughout the land
pack your boys off to Viet Nam
come on fathers don't hesitate
send your sons off before it's too late
and you can be the first ones on your block
to have your boy come home in a box
이제는 Next stop is N.Korea 가 될 지경이다.
올해 한국에서 열리는 Woodstock에 Country Joe 가 할아버지가 되어서 온단다.
DMZ에서 FUCK을 외치는 기분은???????
Yeah it would be cool it could be too Stop Running round in circles off of what we fuel Living a lie eventually believing it's true A lot of people here for us one could be you It's outrageous and they just ain't nothing But save us an ocean of brown fists in various flavors A favor for a favor man, this is the majors Tell me what you would do with no phone or pagers No Kinko's, no Fed Ex and no ATM's What you gone do when the poliece state vegin Well it already began but I guess it depends on what's really going on what's happening, huh Military target practicing They finna write another patriot act again The days is short the nights is long The fight goes on The pistol and the pipes are drawn
Hook: The middle of the night We fight like barbarians In sight of the former might You might think that it's a waste Of our time And I think you would be right Till he drop that rhyme (Repeat)
And some might say that it's a waste of time Cause ain't no amount of dancing finna break the bondage We go to war and transcend space and time When every record ain't a record just to shake behinds You know the stakes is high we in the face of drama That's why we can't shake it or escape the problem Its like a game of roulette the barrel revolving They only wanna see us occupying a coffin Mothers crying too often from they lost child leaving From trying to get over, get under, get even Get inside getting, getting dumped, getting greedy We got to get it right It ain't about to be easy You better pull you goggles up, it's about to get greasy Believe it's on as long as we can still speak freely Pages of my life would make it hard to read me I know my people hearing me, holler it you hear me
