Showing posts with label A Crow Left of the Murder. Show all posts
Showing posts with label A Crow Left of the Murder. Show all posts

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Talk Shows on Mute by Incubus

To be honest, I feel that I haven't written about a lot of Incubus. I have a feeling that I shouldn't talk about this band that much and much of their songs, I just don't know why.

This band has never failed me with all of their releases. I'm not much of an Incubus addict compared to when I was still in college, but I still regard them as one of the best bands out there in terms of lyrics and sonic territory.

Talk Shows on Mute is one of the radio-ready songs in the A Crow Left of The Murder album. I like the synth-like part at the start of the song that follows the guitar. Just overall a solid song that I would listen to at days when I don't feel good about myself.


Take a bow, pack on powder,
Wash 'em out with buzzing lights,
Pay an audience to care,
'Impress me' personality.

Still and transfixed,
The electric sheep are dreaming of your face.
Enjoy you from the chemical,
Comfort of America.

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty-four
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, Camera, Transaction

Quick, your time is almost up.
Make all forget that they're the moth,
Edging in towards the flame,
Burn into obscurity.

Still and transfixed,
The electric sheep are dreaming up your fate.
And judge you from the card castle,
Comfort of America.

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty-four
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, Camera... yeah.

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty-four
Yeah, three, two one
Lights, Camera, Transaction

Lights, Camera, Transaction

Come one, come all
Into nineteen-eighty-four
Yeah, three, two, one
Lights, Camera, Transaction

Your foundation is canyoning,
Fault lines should be worn with pride.
I hate to say you're so much more.
You're so much more
Endearing with the sound turned off.

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Sick Sad Little World by Incubus

Incubus epic concert song. I would have to describe this one as "of epic proportions". Said to be dedicated to Dirk Lance/Alex Katunich, who used to be Incubus bassist, the song draws on all Incubus instrumental prowess, the highlight of which is Mike Einziger's all out barrage of guitar effects that is plainly awesome, lest we forget the rhythmic foundations laid by Ben Kenney and Jose Pasillas.


No, You're not the first to fall apart
But always the first one to complain

You better get careful, or you'll compromise
Everything you are

This world is a drought when out of love

Please come back to us
You're all of the above
"I'm making a choice to be out of touch.

Leave me be." He said, He said, He said


"Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world!"

I've never had unpaid confidantes

It's more than I would care to explain
But I have an open door policy
When it comes to blame


This world is a joke when out of love

Please come back to us You're all of the above
"I'm making a choice to be out of touch.
Leave me be." He said, He said, He said,

"Leave me here in my stark raving sick sad little world!"