vendredi, août 18, 2006

The Music...(18/8)


Just received an update from The Music...the band has launched a revamped website (http://www.themusic.co.uk) for their to-be-released third album. Watching the video of their new single, the low resolution video quality recalls a come-back of the misty sound of the band. Seeing the murmuring face of the vocal Rob Harvey, I feel like the band is going to produce a sound album. Frankly, their second album produced by the branded producer Brendan O'Brien magnified their rock sound but at the same time, their very nice hybrid sound mixing the electronica with indie rock performed in their debut album was too perfectly polished, which I see, is less appalling. Apparently, Rob has cut his long curly hair off, a sign of a change for their new tunes perhaps. The MV has some shooting bits of the style of Radiohead's No Surprises, and watching the face of Rob in the MV, I know that I will be much awaiting their new release.

Check out also http://www.kill100.com for XPress2 featuring Rob Harvey...
For those around me
Don't think, don't speak
Just listen
I was once like you
Cant feel my face, anymore
The silence that surrounds me
The walls, they speak of a thousand life's stolen
Seen my life its no joke
I want you to know that i believe in the holy ghost
I don't speak words
I feel love
Kill 1 to warn 1 hundred
Everyday i get up and ask myself do i do enough to help myself
It's all about you, it's all about you
Stop
It's all about you
The black of the night don't scare me
The white's of you're eyes dont scare me
It's the things inside my head that go
It's the things inside my head that go round
They go round, they go round, yeah they go round
Heartbeat keeps me awake at night
It beats so hard i can nearly fly
Fly high without no wings
Thats what scares me, thats what scares me most
I feel love
Kill 1 to warn 1 hundred
Gotta get out whats on my mind
It hurts to keep it inside
Every thought makes me feel like running away
Like running away, like running away
You're not this side of the world
When my mind goes dark, thats when it hurts the most
I think, I dont speak
The emotion hurts me, emotion hurts me
The light travels into night
Like warm through *oxygen*
I need to rise, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher, higher
I feel love
Kill 1 to warn 1 hundred

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