Being Human Is Weird

 

A hot breath on the back of my neck by
Someone pushing his way to the bar
And to my left, somebody's father is pressing
Right up against someone's daughter with shark eyes

And now I'm smoking too much
It's the only excuse
I have to get away from filling my black lungs
With cheap perfume

And now everybody's talking
But no one's saying a damn thing
Just taking turns reciting something absurd
That they heard once
The things that I would do just to get inside
Of some woman's blurred view
And all the things that I would do
To get out once I actually do

And I... I'm over it
And now I... I'm over it
And I... I'm over it
And now I... I'm over it

I'll buy a drink for a stranger
She's been giving me eyes all night
Maybe give her an empty line

Now I'm part of it
I'm part of it
Now I'm part of it
(And now everybody's talking
But no one's saying a damn thing)
I'm part of it
(Just taking turns reciting something absurd
That they heard once)
Now I'm part of it
(The things that I would do just to get inside
Of some woman's blurred view)
I'm part of it
(And all the things that I would do to get out)

OWEL - Being Human Is Weird

This song has so easily captivated me with its touching and sincere simplicity, perfectly complemented by incredibly sophisticated and sublime musical patterns. There is something so familiar in this melody, something so soulful in this voice, but at the same time something so unattainable beautiful hovers above. And it seems to me that this song is a story of a cute and shy guy from the house next door, a boy who you have known for so long that it seems that he cannot be anything more than you use to see in him... But one day he inadvertently opens his sad soul permeated with pain and scattering of dreams imprisoned in it to you. A soul that has become a home for all the unnoticed beauty of this world. And you watch with a sinking heart as a storm is forming in your heart, tearing off the last veils of self-control from your soul. And now it's not so easy to just take your eyes off him. Just like I can't stop listening to this song...

 

How Do You Know

 

You said you'd hate to see me drown in the river

I've got news for you sister

I don't want to either

You said the size of the buildings will dwarf me

And the shadows with cloak me

And the fumes will choke me

You said I never even tried one time

How do you know?

How do you know I never?

Maybe the sights will make me star-struck

Maybe you're right:

I'll come unstuck

And run out of luck

But maybe I'll use the shadows to shade me

Use the river to float me

And be the blood that runs through me

You said I never even tried one time

How do you know?

How do you know I never? 

 Gaoler's Daughter - How Do You Know

I found this old box covered with dust, ran my hand over it, feeling a bitter-sweet sensation melted with all-consuming sense of sadness and nostalgia steal over me, spreading from my fingertips. And I just wanted to pass it by, because all these feelings and images are still so real, but at the last moment I nevertheless decided to look into it, not even imagining that I was opening Pandora's box with devilishly seductive and angelically charming music that took me into its radiant depths, swirling me in its sparkling whirlpool, woven from memories of youth, the spirit of freedom, tart sweetness and charming audacity, giving the dizzying feeling that everything is possible and life is fiilled with so many hauntingly beautiful stories to discover.
And yes, yes, yes: this album is one of the best things I've ever heard and one of the sweetest things I've ever tasted.

If [Loss] Then [Leader]

If you lay down
You are never waking up and that's where you're gonna be
If you close your eyes
You will never see it out if that's what you wanna see
If you fall down
You are never crawling out if that's where you wanna be
If your palms are down, you should never lift them up
All hail the tragedy

I never knew that I was upside down
Call out the sleeping soul, wake up the sleeping sun
Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever
And everything else will end

Manipulator, do you understand brazen truth?
You love things you don't understand
Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever
I have an interesting analogy
Love is painful, always
And everything else will end
Everything else
Everything else
Everything will end

If you lay down
You are never waking up and that's where you're gonna be
If you close your eyes
You will never see it out if that's what you wanna see
If you fall down
You are never crawling out if that's where you wanna be
If your palms are down, you should never lift them up
All hail the tragedy

I could never run as fast as the light finds black
So leave me lightless
Kick up the dust into the emptiness
And forget your history
I just want to look into its lying eyes
Embrace me longer
Kick up the dust into its empty gaze
Yeah, that's where the fall begins

Lies die, lies resuscitate lies forever

Norma Jean - If [Loss] Then [Leader]

Oh, the overwhelming emotions of his voice and piercing tragedy of these lyrics resonate in my heart with such force that if it were made of diamond it would still be covered with cracks, if it were made of marble it would still crumble to dust... So listening to this song, I try to save myself, gripping my chest tightly with both hands... But it can hardly help me. So hold tight, girl, there is no salvation once you heard this.

Hickory Creek

It's so hard to let go
You can hear me but I'm invisible
But if you dig out your eyes, maybe pain will subside
The worst that could happen is you never see me again
But the worst is yet to come, my friend

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now

I left so long ago
You never noticed I was gone
Now that you don't have eyes, maybe now you'll realize
Within your own head, you're creating these lies
For what it's worth, you're still beautiful
But beauty lies within the eyes

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now
It's time to walk away with nothing left
Nothing left in my soul
I've faded into myself

This path I walk is comforting
But now I'm left to sing this song alone
I'm fading faster now
It's time to walk away with nothing left
Nothing left in my soul
I'm fading faster now

Whitechapel - Hickory Creek

Let me find a shelter in the velvet shroud of your voice telling stories about unbearable pain, about the inevitability of losses, about the inexorable run of time... But at the same time reminding me that memory and beauty will live forever... Sublime and beauty, unbreakable strength and soothing gentleness that permeates every word you say hurt and cure me at the same time. And I'm paralyzed with the beauty within these lines...

 

Lux and Row

Medicines trapped in our bones

Can't wait till the other side to take it

The ground beneath gives weight to the catacombs

I’m praying this is not your fault

I mean it

Easy as it comes

They'll find a way

Easy as it goes

We'll take it

An effigy

I am the hunter

I drank the oceans dry to taste it

The thoughts between here and what fills your cup

I’m praying this is not your fault

Believe it

Easy as it comes

They'll find a way

Easy as it goes

We'll take it

And I never meant to

thoughtcrimes - Lux and Row

My new obsession, another black hole on my night skies full of stars. Desire to constanly hear this painfully mysterious voice driftig on the dark velvet waves flowing over the abyss is so acute that it became despair...

My Name is Dark

So, we party when the sun goes low
Imminent annihilation sounds so dope
Oh, I'm not shy but I refuse to speak
Because I don't trust you to understand me

Every city has a place like this
Underneath the bridges where the tainted kiss
Put on "Bullet with Butterfly Wings"
So that I can sing along while I break things

You know me as the girl who plays with fire
But this is the song I wrote you in the dark

(I hear they're calling my name)
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah
I don't need to sleep anymore
That's what the drugs are for

Paradise on my right, and hell on my left
The angel of death, right behind me
Paradise on my right, hell on my left
And the angel of death, she said to God
"Un-fuck the world, un-fuck the world
You stupid girl, you stupid girl"

I'm not gonna sleep anymore
I'm not gonna sleep anymore
The boys are such a bore, the girls are such a bore
I never trust the government and pray to God for sure, yeah

Grimes - My Name is Dark

 / It is by no means an irrational fancy that, in a future existence, we shall look upon what we think our present existence, as a dream. /

Everything in this world collapses and falls into oblivion, all unbridled feelings and heightened emotions become fettered by strong shackles of getting used to, colors cease to be bright when you look at them for a long time, everything unusual becomes so familiar and does not touch you anymore... Therefore, I dream so much to keep that feeling of delight and slightly upturn on this incredible song that has not ceased to sound in my head for so many days now...

I love the music of this art angel. And I hope it will take me a lot of time to quench my thirst from this inexhaustible source of her crazy irrational talent, a non-standard perception of the world and surreal beauty.

Vantablack

Poisonous eyes
Lay your poisonous eyes on me
And taint me if you dare
Ya' taint me if you're so smart
Scotch and soda in my blood
Where, can, I, get
Some more

I'm taking you home
I'm taking you home
I'm making a point
I'm taking you

Please allow me to play with my shiny stainless blade
And stroke your marble skin
And feel the steel slide between your thighs

Hush
You are not leaving this couch
Shut up
Or I'll smash every tooth in your mouth

Let me do a little dance
Let me show you some romance
Let me be a gentleman
Let me put on some jazz
Let me fetch some candles
Let me turn up the heat
Let me light up a Partagrás
Let me tie your ankles
Let me treat you like a queen

The pulse
The pulse in your throat
The pulse
The pulse in your throat
Beating louder now
Beating faster now
Beating faster

Digging my fingers
Deeper
Ever deeper
Into the flesh of your neck
Panting, both of us, panting
Panting
The pulse in your throat
Beating slower now
Beating slower now
Beating slower now

Perturbator - Vantablack

My consciousness now is a dark room, from the window of which a view of the night city opens, showing throught a veil of rain, rising through a mystical haze of fog gleaming in the impenetrable cold and lifeless, but such an alluring light of neon signs that promise you to tell all the secrets of the night city and the dark sides of human souls...

And this room - as my mind and my heart - is filled from edge to edge with the sounds of synthwave music - bewitchingly beautiful, dark, possessive and uncompromising. And as if in order to finally subjugate me to its will, this insinuating, painfully mysterious and delightfully exciting male voice weaves its way through this transcendental music. And gosh, this voice is so piercingly real, as if its mysterious overawing owner is hiding in the shadown of this room... And this darkness is so real that you can touch it... It's so tempting that you want to touch it.