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The Yeah Yeah Yeahs are a band from New York, like the Strokes, Calla, Interpol, etc., but that's another story.
There are three of them: guitar, drums, and vocals.
Karen O, the singer, exudes boundless energy, so much that she could seem like the younger sister of Iggy Pop. She has a sexy look, polished but not excessive; her startling voice is hysterical yet sensual, wild, and convulsive.
The YYYs have very extensive expressive abilities: inspired by noise and blues, they do not deny their love for Sonic Youth and Jon Spencer, but their dirty sound is spontaneous, direct, and nonchalant, at times almost punk.
The songs are resolved in a couple of minutes through wild notes of rock'n'roll; the lyrics often talk about sex, love, and broken hearts... They're not the careless copy of the Strokes, remember that, but in the last three songs (Maps, Y Control, Modern Romance) they sound a lot like Interpol. Magnificent.
Perhaps the most deserving album of the year (in its genre) alongside the Kills.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
01 Rich (03:37)
I'm rich
Like a hot noise
Rich, rich, rich
I'll take you out boy!
So stuck up
I wish you'd stick it to me
Flesh ripped off
Raaawr!!! (7x)
Turn it up!
no beatin no beat
The walls are always speakin
No want no want no want no speakin at all
She slipped down where I tripped
Unzipped
She doesn't exsist!
So unloved
I took'em standin up
So stuck up
Raaawr!!! (7x)
I'm rich
Like a hot noise
Rich, rich, rich
I'll take you out boy!
I'll take you out boy!
Turn it up!
no beatin no beat
The walls are always speakin
No want no want no want no speakin at all (2x)
Rich Rich Rich Rich Rich Rich (3x)
02 Date With the Night (02:36)
I got a date with the night
Putting out my finger
Gonna catch the kids dry
Gonna walk on water
Buying out the fight
We're sweatin in the winter
Bone thigh squeeze tight
Chow chow chow chow chow
Chow chow chow chow chow
Don't tell me to fix her
Don't tell me to fix her
Well just take a bite
No hangin no picture
Flyin out my sight
Droppin brides at the altar
Bone thigh squeeze tight
Chow chow chow chow chow
Chow chow chow chow chow!
I'll set you
I'll set it off
I'll set you
I'll set it off
I'll set you
I'll set it off
I'll set you
I'll set it off, ah ha!
I'll set you
I'll set it off
I'll set you
I'll set it off
I'll set you
I'll set it off
I'll set you
I'll set it off ah ah!
Buying out the fight
Gonna walk on water
Gonna catch the kids dry
Gonna bend my finger
Flyin out my sight
We're sweatin in the winter
Bone thigh squeeze tight
Bone thigh squeeze tight
04 Tick (01:49)
You make me, you make me, you make me...
tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
time you take it
You look so good, you take your time
tick-tick-tick time, you take it
Lets have a look
tick-tick-tick time
tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
Time, you take it
Time, you take it
Ha ha a hey hey ah ahh
You make me, you make me, you make me, you make me wanna...
You make me wanna.. ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
You make me wanna.. ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
You make me wanna.. ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh ooh
Hey hey, hey ah hey, ahh, ah ahh ah, ah
You make me wanna
You make me wanna
You make me wanna
You make me wanna...
You look like a ****
You take your time
tick-tick-tick time, you take it
Lets have a look
tick-tick-tick time
tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick-tick
Time, you take it
Time, you take it!
05 Black Tongue (03:00)
Hot
Ahh
you can keep your black tongue
I found at the mortuary
you know they're gonna want some want some
we're high in the back room
gonna have it packed soon
who is it son you gonna have
just let it be a yeah yeah yeah
sonny kept his ring on
red tape so ordinary
love that thing like it was gone gone gone gone
let's do this like a prison break
i wanna see you scream and shake
boy you just a stupid bitch and girl you just a no good dick
we're gonna keep it in the family
yeah well even when we're on the run
you know they're gonna want some want some
we're high in the back room
gonna have it packed soon
who is it son you gonna have
just let it be a yeah yeah yeah
boy you just a stupid bitch
and girl you just a no good dick!
06 Pin (02:01)
Things are feelin' thin, I know, I know
Lost my seat again, i'll go, i'll go
Pushin' in the pin
Well I know, I know
We're gonna go back in
We're gonna go, go, go
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
donto donto donto donto
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Donto donto donto donto
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Donto donto donto donto
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
I like to sleep with him
Pushing in the pin
I like to sleep with him
Well I know, I know
We're gonna go back in
We're gonna go, go, go
We're gonna go back in
We're gonna go, go, go
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
donto donto donto donto
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Donto donto donto donto
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
Donto donto donto donto
Bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom bom
09 Maps (03:40)
Pack up
I'm straight
Enough
Oh, say, say, say
Oh, say, say, say
Oh, say, say, say
Oh, say, say, say
Oh, say, say, say
Oh, say, say, say
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Made off
Don't stray
My kind's your kind
I'll stay the same
Pack up
Don't stray
Oh, say, say, say
Oh, say, say, say
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps, wait
They don't love you like I love you
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
Maps
Wait, they don't love you like I love you
10 Y Control (04:01)
Oh so all my loving goes
Under the fog fog fog
And I will leave them all
Well I'm just a poor little baby
'Cause well I believe them all
Oh so while you're growing old
Under the gun gun gun
And I believe them all
Well I'm just one poor baby
'Cause well I believe them all
I wish I could buy back
The woman you stole
Y-control, Y-control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
Out of control, out of control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
Out of control, high control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
Out of control, out of control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out
Oh so all my loving goes
Under the fog fog fog
And I will leave them all
Well I'm just a poor little baby
'Cause well I believe them all
I wish I could buy back
The woman you stole
Y-control, Y-control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
Out of control, out of control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
Out of control, high control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners
Out of control, out of control
You walk, walk, walk, walk, walk my winners out
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By poison.mind
I like the 'noise' in the background, I like the way the charismatic vocalist Karen'O sings and her sexual verses.
It may not be a masterpiece but certainly worthy of being listened to by each of you.
