Fiery Furnaces - "Nevers"
(spoken over broken harpsichord with perfect enunciation)
I invented a language with my family
We would speak it to each other on trips
So none of the other tourists could understand us
To Zimbabwe, to Munich, to Parson's Ridge in Indiana,
I tried to teach it to Benjamin Benton Bradley
My next-door neighbour with a limp and a Game Boy
He just called me a gimp and a tomboy
I'll see if I can remember some to show you, listen:
(. . . . . . . .)
I moved to Precinct with my boyfriend
Went to church and yard sales on St. Fleet
Mrs. Cadell, our landlady,
Used to talk about seeing Humdinger Grant,
The old boxer from back in the day,
Walk around naked in the parking lot,
Between the Accords and three-door Saturns,
Picking up phone cards and arousing himself,
And I swear I saw him too, speaking the same language,
As me, my parents, and my little brother Grant
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Posted by Dan at February 23, 2006 1:49 AMI love it.
Posted by: Tim at February 23, 2006 11:39 AMThe other day I was making a mix of songs that have been running through my head of late, and found that about a fourth of them were found through STG. Thanks, guys, you do great work.
Posted by: Mark at February 23, 2006 1:14 PMYup, best song on the record. My favourite bit is the way Eleanor sings: "Renault".
Accords! Three-door Saturns! This is the stuff of MY rearing!
Posted by: Sean at February 23, 2006 1:36 PMIs this the song with the crazy latin jam or not?
Posted by: Joel Taylor at February 24, 2006 9:54 AMno, it's a new one. they're very prolific. also, how are you?
Posted by: dan at February 24, 2006 1:30 PMthis song almost completely redeems RTC
Posted by: gheejh at February 25, 2006 2:02 PMI'm great. Did any of you review anything from "...My Choir"? (we're on farmiliar Turing machines...terms, sorry).
Posted by: Joel Taylor at February 28, 2006 10:22 AM