BROKEN SOCIAL SCENE – IBI DREAMS OF PAVEMENT (A BETTER DAY) (CITY SLANG/ARTS & CRAFTS)
I once took a girl on a date to a Broken Social Scene show in Shepherd’s Bush. At the end of the evening I came away wondering just what the hell was going. Obviously she loved it, she was with me. As we left and headed towards the tube station a fox came running across in front of us and she grabbed me tight. I genuinely thought I was in. She then asked me if I enjoyed the show and my response was only lukewarm. This was probably the point I blew it with her.
She knew all their names, all those shaggy looking people with the bad clothes and silly beards. Here was a collective of people endeavouring to make as much noise as possible by taking the most unconventional route they were able to muster.
“Ibi Dreams Of Pavement” is a joyfully loud and noisy affair, an exuberant blast of energy that presents a positive take on the alternative lifestyle in a deep and meandering manner. With optimism such as this attached to these tones I can kind of see what Carol was touching upon, the military-esqe drums urge the kind of march to eternity that few gestures are able to muster in these times. There is a strength and power to this song that is multilayer and I’ll admit extraordinary. For those that love Arcade Fire an affection for this should be obvious too.
Things remain raucous on “All The Goods” as the kind of euphoria that the Flaming Lips seem to specialise in gets tapped into by everyone’s new favourite Canadian cousins.
Expansive and elating, value for money.
Thesaurus moment: sanguine
Broken Social Scene
City Slang
I once took a girl on a date to a Broken Social Scene show in Shepherd’s Bush. At the end of the evening I came away wondering just what the hell was going. Obviously she loved it, she was with me. As we left and headed towards the tube station a fox came running across in front of us and she grabbed me tight. I genuinely thought I was in. She then asked me if I enjoyed the show and my response was only lukewarm. This was probably the point I blew it with her.
She knew all their names, all those shaggy looking people with the bad clothes and silly beards. Here was a collective of people endeavouring to make as much noise as possible by taking the most unconventional route they were able to muster.
“Ibi Dreams Of Pavement” is a joyfully loud and noisy affair, an exuberant blast of energy that presents a positive take on the alternative lifestyle in a deep and meandering manner. With optimism such as this attached to these tones I can kind of see what Carol was touching upon, the military-esqe drums urge the kind of march to eternity that few gestures are able to muster in these times. There is a strength and power to this song that is multilayer and I’ll admit extraordinary. For those that love Arcade Fire an affection for this should be obvious too.
Things remain raucous on “All The Goods” as the kind of euphoria that the Flaming Lips seem to specialise in gets tapped into by everyone’s new favourite Canadian cousins.
Expansive and elating, value for money.
Thesaurus moment: sanguine
Broken Social Scene
City Slang
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