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Tiny Desk-koncert med Idles

12.05.2020 | youtube

Jeg har lige haft sådan en ud og ind igen ad kroppen oplevelse med Tiny Desk. Bandet Idles (ledige/arbejdsløse på engelsk) fyrer en række numre af:

Ved første øjekast (og ørenlyd) tænker jeg et par glade drenge der har fået Slagelse by night til at holde et halvt år på amfetamin og red bull. Den første sang hedder "Never fight a man with a perm". Lad os studere:

[Verse 1] Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of Charlie Sheen Brylcreem Creatine And a bag of cocaine A dulcet man with a dolcet tone From a dulcet town and a dolcet home He hates me I like that Two arms like big baseball bats I bark He bites back A jaw like a fuck-off bear trap He said, "These boots are made for stomping And that's just what they'll do One of these days these boots are gonna Stomp all over you" [Pre-Chorus] I said I've got a penchant for smokes and kicking douches in the mouth Sadly for you my last cigarette's gone out [Chorus] Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete [Verse 2] A heathen from Eton On a bag of Michael Keaton A heathen from Eton On a bag of Michael Keaton He thinks he's suave You're not suave 'cause you watched Get Carter You are a catalogue, plastic Sinatra A tryhard who should've tried harder Me, oh me, oh my, Roy You look like a walking thyroid You're not a man, you're a gland You're one big neck with sausage hands You are a Topshop tyrant Even your haircut's violent You look like you're from Love Island He stood and the room went silent [Pre-Chorus] Never fight a man with a perm [Chorus] Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete to leather Concrete [Outro] I shut my mouth Let's hug it out I shut my mouth Let's hug it out I shut my mouth I shut my mouth

Men bandet er selvfølgeligt det stik modsatte af hvad de prøver at fremstå som. Det er egentligt mit yndligsvirkemiddel: at vise fremfor at fortælle. Jeg røg i fordomsfælden fordi jeg ikke gad at bruge lidt tid på at forstå. Så, som i slutningen af sangen: "I shut my mouth/let's hug it out" ♥

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