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Buzzing guitars and Merritt's rich baritone.
Wonderfully naive synths that peek through toy-like arrangements.
Round, resonant indie-pop playing marbles on ephemeral melodic tracks.
Open pore dreams, light air that fills the eyes.
The noise of My Bloody Valentine that still doesn't know what it'll be when it grows up.
Feeling on vacation is like being a child again.
An ice-cold beer on the little terrace, the clouds chasing each other, and "Holiday" in the headphones: sometimes it really takes very little.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
06 The Flowers She Sent and the Flowers She Said She Sent (02:26)
I saw you standing at the airport
With your chihuahua in your hand
Crying on the moving sidewalk
On your way to Disneyland
And the flowers she sent and the flowers she said she sent
Are all equally dead
You don't care anymore, she said
And the books she read and the books that she said she read
Are all spread on the floor
You don't care about them anymore
I saw you closing your antique shop
With a boa 'round your throat
And you tremble like an ostrich
In your ostrich feather coat
And the flowers she sent and the flowers she said she sent
Are all equally dead
You don't care anymore, she said
And the books she read and the books that she said she read
Are all spread on the floor
You don't care about them anymore
07 Swinging London (02:35)
I read your manifestoes and your strange religious tracts.
You took me to your library and kissed me in the stacks.
Planets crash, the world goes nova,
Sun explodes, all goes black.
You went off swinging London and forgot to come back
You couldn't grok my racecar, but you dug the roadside blur.
You weren't into my airplane, but you loved the whirling world.
Planets crash, the world goes nova,
Sun explodes, all goes black.
You went off swinging London and forgot to come back
Planets crash, the world goes nova,
Sun explodes, all goes black.
You went off swinging London and forgot to come back
13 In My Car (02:56)
You were mean to me and broke my heart
now you've gone away but we're apart
but I've got a special machine to take me where
things turned out differently and you still care
I'm in my car I'm in my car I'm taking a ride to somewhere inside
where you never left and I never cried at the speed of light in my car.
Never comin' back to the world
I know where I belong where I'm your girl
so I've got fuzzy dice to bring me luck
roll me to a better place where we can rock
14 Take Ecstasy With Me (03:36)
You used to slide down the carpeted stairs
or down the bannister
you stuttered like a kaleidoscope
'cause you knew too many words
you used to make ginger bread houses
we used to have taffy pulls
Take ecstasy with me, baby
take ecstasy with me.
You had a black snowmobile
we drove out under the northern lights
a vodka bottle gave you those raccoon eyes
we got beat up just for holding hands
Take ecstasy with me, baby
take ecstasy with me.
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By Loconweed
Merritt's baritone voice is immediately noticeable, delivering excellently crafted lyrics that balance his peculiar romanticism and a strongly cynical irony.
Holiday is, as mentioned earlier, the most electronic album in the career of the Magnetic Fields.
