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If you've been feeling a bit nervous lately, I've got the suggestion that's just right for you. Look at how well I'm pitching it.
If it's the word nervous that's getting on your nerves, we can ask the editors to change it later, don't worry, don't get upset, have a drink.
First of all, the thing to do: listen to the album.
And with a blue line I've already given almost a meaning to the page. Look at how well I'm pitching it.
The music, well done. I, first of all, know that I like to listen to it. Second of all, I know that I like to play it, more than anything that has ever existed or will exist in the world, including oral sex, and Michelangelo's Pietà, and even the stuffed potatoes from Poormanger are included.
I also know, of those times when I start talking about it. And there I make a mess, I mix with all the world's meat pieces and start to make examples, and start saying many things that perhaps instinctively I would avoid. Following instinct, for example, I'll spare you the part where I present the dear Blue States, where I introduce them and talk about their origins, why they make this music, who they stole it from, in which studio it was recorded, and how that Rhodes sound was obtained (maybe with a RHODES? GOD THIEF?).
And maybe I also avoid talking about music for once since it's easy to mistake songs with music. These twelve songs are primarily about company, perfect songs in their sport. And if while listening to Metro Sound you expect a black and white model to pop up at any moment for a Martini advertisement, is it so bad? If Studio 20 is one of the most intense emotions I have experienced at night while wearing jeans (you always have to add details to set new Guinness records), what can I do about it? And if Only Today was lent to them by Broadcast, what's the problem? After all, they brought out Season Song. And what's more coherent than not putting even a damn genre. Nothing, nothing more coherent. But above all, how convenient it is.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
07 Season Song (04:14)
The unfolding of the year
and now our season is here
all the balances are clear
now that our time is here
in our perfect present tense
through our wide rose tinted lense
when the words have all been spent
will we still have learned it?
through the window, see the place
not before their sweet embrace
for a moment face to face
in the sweetest embrace
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
the unfolding of the year
and now our season is hear
all the balances are fair
now that our time is here
now that our time is here
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