Art Brut

Så heter heter världens bästa band. Om ingen säger nåt annat. Jag tar och slänger ihop en lista med tio av mina favoritstycken i Art Brut-låtar. Och jag gör det här enbart för mänsklighetens bästa.

10. Formed a Band

Honey pie, I don't know when it started
Just stop buying your albums from the supermarkets
They only sell things that have charted
And Art Brut?Well we've only just started

And yes, this is my singing voice
It's not irony
And it's not rock and roll
I'm just talking
To the kids

[...]

I want to be the boy
The man
Who writes the song
That makes Israel and Palestine
Get along

I'm gonna write a song
As universal as Happy Birthday
That's gonna make sure
That everybody knows
That everything's gonna be ok
I'm gonna take that song
And we're gonna play it
Eight weeks in a row on Top of the Pops

Kommentar: Den ultimata låten angående ambitioner.

9. Post Soothing Out

You're only halfway
Through your working day
I'm sorry honey
But we both need your pay

[...]

You're worried and I have my doubts
But I'm drunk when I text
So I send 'post soothing out'
I just had a nasty flashback
We both used our cards for cash back
Hard way to explain
Why my pockets are full of change

Kommentar: Jag gillar musik av riktiga människor. "Fattig musiker som lever på sin tjej" applicerar bra på det.

8. Bad Weekend

Haven't read the NME in so long
Don't know what genre we belong
Haven't read the NME in so long
Don't know what genre we belong
Popular culture no longer applies to me
Popular culture no longer applies to me

It's tough at the top
The fashionista
Text in Topshop
Text in Topshop
Sometimes it's hard to stop
When your heart is set on Top of the Pops
Top of the Pops

[...]

I saved up so much money to spend
All I can afford is a bad weekend

Kommentar: Mannen som är Art Brut, Eddie Argos, är besatt av programmet Top of the Pops. Det märks. Och vem fan bryr sig om genreindelning? Eller hur?

7. Good Weekend

First time I saw her
I wanted to do more than just hold her
I wanted to bend her and fold her
So I lent over and I told her
Got myself a brand new girlfriend
Got myself a brand new girlfriend

[...]

We want to be lapsed catholics
We've got the contraception
But we haven't got the knack yet

[...]

So we went to the cinema
We came home from the cinema
We went through the front door
Up the stairs
Through her bedroom door
Onto the bedroom floor
I've seen her naked twice!
I've seen her naked twice!

Kommentar: Skriksången på "I've seen her naked twice!" är priceless.

6. Moving to LA

There's not much glam about the English weather
There's nothing left keeping us together
Sunshine on a rainy day
Makes me want to move away
I think I've got it sorted
I'm going to get myself deported
I'm considering a move to LA
(He's considering a move to LA)

Hang around with Axl Rose
Buy myself some brand new clothes
Everything is gonna be just fine
I hear the murder rate is in decline
Get me a southern accent
Maybe grab a piece of action

[...]

When I get off the plane
The first thing I'm gonna do is
Strip naked to the waist
And ride my Harley Davidson
Up and down Sunset strip
I may even get a tattoo
My problems are never gonna find me
I'm not sending one letter or even a postcard back
I'm drinking Henessey
With Morrissey
On a beach
Out of reach
Somewhere very far away

Kommentar: A little bit of freedom, a little bit of pure quality.

5. 18'000 Lira

Yeah, we've got guns, but they're antiques
They're rusted and they're broken
The Red Brigade made us give our bomb back
But we're going to do this bank job
And we're gonna do our very best

[...]

Enrique's got a head cold again
It's not his fault
He's a brave and valiant leader
He couldn't even get bus passes this time
Just scooters, very fast scooters

18,000 Lira
18,000 Lira
18,000 Lira
18,000 Lira

Sounds like a lot of money

Kommentar: It's about four Euro. Ni känner antagligen inte till storyn, killen rånar en bank, men får bara ihop tillräckligt för tågresan hem. En fantastisk referens till att jobba i motvind, och om "the little guy".

4. Sound of Summer

All through the night
They begin to take shape
From the crack of the vinyl
To the hiss of the tape

Play and record
Held down together
Tabs pushed off
So you can't tape over it ever

Just a couple of friends
Hanging out with each other
We started to swap tapes
To soundtrack our summer

Tapes that are full
Of the things we can't say
To each other
During the day

[...]

It can't be just me
That's working it out
These songs that we've chosen
And what they're about

Are we after the same thing?
Am I crossing a line?
I'm checking the lyrics
I'm pressing rewind

Kommentar: Jag är ju jävligt ung, men kan det här va grejen med mixtaping? Guys, you need to share your emotions.

3. Pump up the Volume

We'd taken our clothes off, in the rewarder
And you're leavin' your shoes to make you look taller
And I can't say I'm not enjoying the kissing
But I've a sneaking suspicion that you're not really listening

I know I shouldn't
Is it so wrong
To break from your kiss
To turn up a pop song

[...]

I'm taking it slowly
I've been reading the signs
I found my hand in a place
Where I can't tell if she minds
Rolling around amongst our clothes on the floor
I can't help it:"Have you heard this song before?"

Kommentar: Avväganden.

2. St. Pauli

Friends, near complete family
At times, they don't understand me
Birthday, Christmas they send all love
We both know, it's just not enough

I'd feel alive as part of a team
St. Pauli, hear me scream
Punk rock ist nicht tot!
Punk rock ist nicht tot!

[...]

We are Hamburg school

Sorry if my accent's flawed
I learned my German from a 7 inch record
Sorry if my accent's flawed
I learned my German from a 7 inch record

[...]

The kids don't like it,The kids don't like it
What else can we do when the kids don't like it

Ahhhhhhhhhh yeah!

Kommentar: "Punkrocken är inte död!". I dessa Karin Winter-tider så är det skönt med människor som vågar säga det. Dessutom, St. Pauli-kvarteret i Hamburg; ett av världens mest klassiska. Långt där inne finns en del av den där tyska fulskönheten som jag ju tror mig se.

1. Modern Art

So I'm in the Tate
And I'm looking at Hockney
And oh sweet Jesus
There's something about that blue
It touches me deep inside
Amazes me when I step outside
I'm sweating
I'm sweating
I'm beginning to palpitate
I can't help myself
I just can't help myself

Modern art
Makes me
Want to rock out
Modern art
Makes me
Want to rock out

So I'm in the Pompidou
In Paris
And the french they're far more laid back about their art galleries
There's little children running around
I see a piece on Matisse
Take three steps back
Take a long run up
And I jump at it!

Modern art
Makes me
Want to rock out

Modern art
Makes me
Want to rock out

Kommentar: Låten handlar om att se modern konst och vilja rocka out. Äh vafan min "nästan-Idol" förklarar allt (i tusen bemärkelser) mycket bättre själv.

RIMMMMENN!!!!!