Music-Other Lives

I'm overdue on a music post, although those posts rarely get comments. They bring in the visitors, though. Got to keep everybody happy.

Today we focus on a newer band, Other Lives. They have released one full-length album which is self-titled. They blend beautiful strings with haunting melodies and well-thought out lyrics. Definitely recommended. I'll post one of the two songs of theirs that I have heard, E Minor. I am hereby resolving to listen to more of Other Lives. They deserve it.

Lyrics:

I forgot something of younger days when there were no cares
Clouds appear lit that made me ask how their lives could have been spent

Carelessly wasting our days
Inquires of what is the way
With no reply

When you were young there's a lightness around you, the world turns
But when you take back all the things that you've earned you find nothing at all

Carelessly wasting our days
Inquires of what is the way
With no reply

Where did it go now
All that you thought was worth a fight
It's all but become just
A passing thought in spite

Don't let it go now
Our lives could be much more than this
Let go and find it

The Weakerthans-A Brilliant Band

I've been meaning to post a Weakerthans song for some while now, but they keep slipping out of my mind when I post. No longer. The Weakerthans are a Canadian indie rock band, who combine brilliant lyrics with usually great melodies. (Sometimes I think they get a bit far from their best stuff, but I listen anyway to hear the words, which are incredibly written.) I could post a bunch of their songs which I love a bunch, but I'll have to choose just one. Which will be Civil Twilight. Listen carefully...if you don't catch the words from the song, then you can read the lyrics. This is probably their most popular song to date, as it reached number 1 on the Canadian charts for a long time. Listen for alliteration. They're incredible alliteration writers. (If that makes sense...)

The lyrics:
My confusion corner commuters are cursing the cold away
As December tries to dissemble the length of their working day
And they bite their mitts off to show me transfers, deposit change
and I can't stop finding your face in their faces, all rearranged
and angry like you never were;

And I ease us back into traffic
dusk comes on and I wonder why
I'm always remembering you
in civil twilight

for the most part I think about golfing and constantly calculate
all the seconds left in the minutes, and so on, etcetera
Or recite the names of provinces and Hollywood actors;
Oh, Ontario! Oh, Jennifer Jason Leigh!
This part of the day bewilders me

Streets slow down and ice over,
Dusk comes on and I struggle to stop,
To stop to stop thinking of you
In civil twilight

Hey, every other hour I pass that house,
Where you told me that you had to go
I wonder if the landlord has fixed the crack,
That I stared at, instead of staring back at you;

My chance to say something seemed so brief
It wasn't. Now I know I had plenty of time
Between the sunset and certified darkness
Dusk comes on and I follow the exhaust from memory up to the end

The civil twilight
The civil twilight
The civil twilight
The civil twilight