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Rating: Today, as almost always, I was wandering in the Alternative Rock section (how I hate that term) of Fnac, and, as almost always, not finding what I was looking for, and since Micky (my friend and clerk) wasn't there, I headed towards the all-knowing Nerd-looking guy with glasses (who, I believe, isn't truly a nerd). After finding me the Midlake album (which, of course, wasn't in alternative but in TRADITIONAL Rock), he goes, "Do you know this album?" and I reply a bit bored with a no, but he insists, "If you have a minute, listen to it because it's worth it, I understand your taste, and you might like it!" and hands it to me. Having nothing better to do, I think why not. I analyze it and immediately notice a beautiful cover (it looks better in person), then I start listening to it and am instantly surprised by tapping my foot and the CD on the counter, thinking the first track is likely good, as it usually is, but the second might be even better. By the third, I start suspecting that the nerd might be onto something, the fourth starts slow and I think here's the weak track, but instead, it's a Jane's Addiction-style ballad that grows and grows until the final explosion, stunning.
No need to go on, I'm already at the checkout with the Midlake (which I, of course, recommend to everyone, it's among the top 5 CDs of the year for me) and these mysterious Morning Runner. I head home and think it's perhaps been a few years since I bought a CD without downloading it first, so even more eager, I put it into Rolando (my MACbook) and import it, in the meantime listening to it again thoroughly, really beautiful, great Nerd, from today I respect you a bit more, you made me discover a nice album of good songs by a debuting band, that classic English Rock I like, spontaneous but not too much, elaborate, with many instruments, piano and brass but not too pompous, progressive and shouted but not emo or veering into metal, distorted just right, melodic yes but not too sweet.
I browse and discover they are from Reading, England, then I look for reviews and find lukewarm comments, at best they define them a good band. I take a chance and say they have a great future if they continue with this technique, this desire to make good songs without being pressed by trends, I would love to see them live, they must be fabulous, I have this feeling.
In short, it's not the masterpiece of the decade but surely 15 euros well spent. It's true that you understood my tastes, dear Nerd.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Have a Good Time (03:44)
Oh peace and seizing it,
Am i still breathing it?
Oh peace receiving it,
You thought of me when you were bleeding it,
The signs and the sums,
Have left me dumb,
And now I'm just hearing it.
No self respect,
But have a good time,
No self respect.
No self respect,
Yeah, but have a good time,
No self respect.
Oh rest and reaching it,
Is my heart beating it?
Oh rest and teaching it
You thought of me when you were sealing it.
The signs and the sums,
have left me dumb,
And I'm just hearing it.
No self respect,
But have a good time,
No self respect.
No self respect,
Yeah, but have a good time,
No self respect.
You can have a good time,
Yeah that's alright,
But I won't sell my soul.
I won't sell my soul tonight.
No self respect,
But have a good time,
No self respect.
No self respect,
Yeah, but have a good time,
No self respect.
04 Burning Benches (04:07)
Let us make amends, we're not overly good friends, but its not Heaven without you. You can have it all, we'll see Mountains fall, but its not Heaven without you.
Let us make amends, we're not overly good friends, but its not Heaven without you. You can have it all, we'll see Mountains fall, but it's not Heaven without you.
It's the symphony distorting, when were not talking, but its not Heaven, without you.
There's just something different, With the air about you, The signs, the shapes, the numbers, none of them give me a clue You can have it all
and im not Burning Benches cos the ash would make me choke It was me who always spluttered every time we spoke, you can have it all
05 Hold Your Breath (04:00)
You are beautiful,
The man your made of,
And everything that drives you
You try so hard
You try so damn hard
You try and try but you just don't get it right
Hold your breath
Darling
Just hold your breath
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
Your calculator, it is dead,
You just cant add these things in your head,
You try so hard
You try so damn hard
You try and try but you just don't get it right
Hold your breath
Darling
Just hold your breath
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
Cos you're at peace now
06 Oceans (03:42)
Catch your breath,
Paddle to the shore,
Let the sun set,
She won't see him no more,
Asleep in the archways,
With wise men and tramps,
Thinking about letters, lights and lamps.
If you turn back the clocks,
You'll fall asleep in the oceans.
Catch your breath,
Paddle to the shore,
Let the sun set,
She won't see him no more,
Asleep in the archways,
With wise men and tramps,
Thinking about letters, lights and lamps.
And turn back the clocks,
Before this sleep in the oceans.
But it's gone just for a minute,
And I was away just for a minute,
The stars exploded,
Man you should've seen it.
10 Work (04:02)
Dear Sir, We know what your about, you cannot say, we didn't see it, cos we can see that your slacking, well its another habit that your cracking,
Whats the movement if you don't move, what have you got left to prove
Im not sure how to stick to the floor, I smashed on to your ceiling, let me sleep awhile cos I cannot stand, break my fingers, hold my hand
What's the movement if you don't move, what have you got left to prove
And ill write and ill write but nothing here reminds me of you, You left a postlet on your door, saying I don't wanna see you no more, But sir I know your lying, This time ill disappear, into my career, cos nothing in here reminds me of you.
Dear Sir, quietly slip away, the last leaf fell we all saw it, cos we can see, that you flagging its not just your heels that your dragging,
Whats the movement if you don't move, what have you got left to prove x2
And ill write and ill write but nothing here reminds me of you, You left a postlet on your door, I don't wanna see you no more, But sir I know your lying, This time ill disappear, into my career, cos nothing in here reminds me of you
11 Best for You (03:32)
Some things pull naturally,
A horse and carriage,
But it seems that we can't manage to pull you up.
These things have their own place and day,
Let's see how it works,
Out anyway.
Only the best for you,
Only the best,
Only the best for you's enough for me.
Only the best for you,
Only the best,
Only the best for you's enough for me.
Some things fall naturally,
A dying tree,
But it seems that we can't quite be free.
These things have their own pulse and seed,
Let's see what growing up,
This is gonna need.
Only the best for you,
Only the best,
Only the best for you's enough for me.
Only the best for you,
Only the best,
Only the best for you's enough for me.
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