Amadou & Mariam - Wily Kataso (feat. Tunde & Kyp of TV on the Radio) (2012)

The Maccabees - Feel to Follow (2012)

How was I to ever believe it
It’s never too late
Until it’s too late and I’ll be stranded
And I’ll need something

Now I can see it, and I can feel it
I believe it
Ever since I can remember
It’s been as nothing

Until I almost feel to follow
Feel to follow, feel to follow
Feel to follow, feel to follow

How will I ever dare to breathe it
When it’s over
I’ve seen it in another
Someone stronger
They couldn’t leave it

Until I almost feel to follow
Feel to follow, feel to follow
Feel to follow, feel to follow.

Tindersticks - The Something Rain (2012)

of Montreal - Spiteful Intervention (2012)

It's fucking sad that we need a tragedy to occur to gain a fresh perspective in our lives
Nothing happens for a reason, there's no point even pretending you know the sad truth as well as I

Oh god, the morning light
Sun rays bring my paranoia
I can't function unless I'm the only one awake

Rancor of our
last conversation that
forbidden word you
deform to
handicap me then
abuse your advantage

I'm nervous my soul is returning to crystals,
because your eyes are an agent of darkness
There's nothing to fight
It's just a bit of fait accompli

I spend my waking hours haunting my life
I made the one I love start crying tonight
And it felt good
Still there must be a more elegant solution

Lately I'm rotted in the filth of
self offered agonies that really should
fill me with shame,
but all I have is this manic energy

I lost my page in being the black sinner disciple in your heart collage
Just want to celebrate me
Need to suffer more
Face our pure liberty
Converts officiate
Divides new stratagems to
Disembowel our corinthian characters

I spend my waking hours haunting my life
I made the one I love start crying tonight
And it felt good
Still there must be a more elegant solution

I know I'm upside down about you
Your kindness feels like blasphemy or some sick education on the limits of humanity
So I profane the laws of some Victorian garbage
And listen to you smashing up my studio again

I spend my waking hours haunting my life
I made the one I love start crying tonight
And it felt good
Still there must be a more elegant solution

Lately all I can produce is psychotic vitriol
That really should fill me with guilt
But all I have is asmatic energy

Django Django - WOR (2012)

Tasmin Archer - Sleeping Satellite (1992)

I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died with the Eagle's flight
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder why are the seas still dry?
Don't blame this sleeping satellite

Did we fly to the moon too soon?
Did we squander the chance? In the rush of the race
The reason we chase is lost in romance
And still we try to justify the waste
For a taste of man's greatest adventure

I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died with the Eagle's flight
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder why are the seas still dry?
Don't blame this sleeping satellite

Have we got what it takes to advance?
Did we peak too soon? If the world is so green

Then why does it scream under a blue moon?
We wonder why the earth's sacrificed
For the price of its greatest treasure

I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died with the Eagle's flight
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder why are the seas still dry?
Don't blame this sleeping satellite

And when we shoot for the stars
What a giant step have we got what it takes
To carry the weight of this concept?
Or pass it by like a shot in the dark
Miss the mark with a sense of adventure

I blame you for the moonlit sky
And the dream that died with the Eagle's flight
I blame you for the moonlit nights
When I wonder why are the seas still dry?
Don't blame this sleeping satellite.

Arctic Monkeys - You And I (feat Richard Hawley) (2012)

The Sensational Alex Harvey Band - Next (1973)

Naked as sin
an army towel, covering my belly
Some of us weep, some of us howl
Knees turn to jelly
But Next! Next!
I was just a child
A hundred like me
I followed a naked body
a naked body followed me
Next! Next!
I was just a child when my innocence was lost
in a mobile army whorehouse
a gift of the army, free of cost
Next! Next! Next!
Me, I really would have liked a little bit of tenderness
Maybe a word, maybe a smile, maybe some happiness
But Next! Next!
Oh it was not so tragic
and heaven did not fall
But how much at that time
I hated being there at all
Next! Next!
I still recall the brothel trucks, the flying flags
The queer lieutenant slapped our arses
thinking we were fags
Next! Next! Next!

I swear on the wet head
of my first case of gonorrhea
It is his ugly voice that I forever fear
Next! Next!
A voice that stinks of whiskey
of corpses and of mud
The voice of nations
the thick voice of blood
Next! Next!
Since then each woman I have taken into bed
they seem to lie in my arms
and they whisper in my head
Next! Next!

All the naked and the dead
could hold each other's hands
as they watch me dream at night
in a dream that nobody understands
and though I am not dreaming in a voice
grown dry and hollow
I stand on endless naked lines of the following and the followed
Next! Next!

One day I'll cut my legs off
I'll burn myself alive
I'll do anything to get out of life to survive
not ever to be next
Next! Next!
not ever
to be next, not ever...................

The Ides Of March - Vehicle (1970)

Hey well
I'm a friendly stranger in a black sedan
Won't you hop inside my car.
I got pictures, got candy
I'm a loveable man
And I can take you to the nearest star.
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go.
I'm your vehicle woman
But I'm not sure you know
That I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
Got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.

Well if you want to be a movie star
I'll get a ticket to Hollywood.
But if you want to stay just the way you are
You know I think you really should.
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go.
I'm your vehicle woman
But I'm not sure you know
That I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
Got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.

Hey well
I'm a friendly stranger in a black sedan
Won't you hop inside my car.
I got pictures, got candy
I'm a loveable man
And I can take you to the nearest star.
I'm your vehicle baby
I'll take you anywhere you wanna go.
I'm your vehicle woman
But I'm not sure you know
That I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
Got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.
And I'm your vehicle babe.
You know
I love ya
I need ya
I want ya,
Got to have you child,
Great God in heaven you know I love you.

Smokie - I'll Meet You At Midnight (1976)

A summer evening on Les Champs Elyses
A secret rendezvous they planned for days
I see faces in the crowded cafe
A sound of Laughter as the music plays.
Jeanne-Claude's student at the University
Louise-Marie is just a world away
You recall the night they met was warm with laughter
The words and music as she turned away.

I'll meet you at midnight
Under the moonlight
I'll meet you at midnight
Oh, but Jeanne-Claude, Louise-Marie will never be

Each cigarette will light a thousand faces
The shade is passing like a thousand years
Midnight was turning into empty spaces
The sound of laughter'd disappeared

I'll meet you at midnight
Under the moonlight
I'll meet you at midnight
Oh, but Jeanne-Claude, Louise-Marie will never be

A summer morning on Les Champs Elyses
The entertainment in the street cafe
The sunlight melting through an open doorway
Jeanne-Claude has left some other day.

The Maccabees - Pelican (2012)

So soon we're too old to carry
We knew we only had a little while
In the middle keep ticking over
Before you know it, parent a parent

To have it all and still want more
One things for sure we're all getting older
So we take a lover waiting in the corner
Before you know it, pushing up the daisies

And we go back to where we came from
Like those before and those to come
And know its the ever and the more
And again and again and again

In the end nothing comes easy
So you find a way to take a little with you
For the ones you love, there if they need to
Pharaoh, they're not coming with you.

And we go back to where we came from
Like those before and those to come
And know its the ever and the more
And again and again and again

So soon we're too old to carry
We knew we only had a little while
In the middle keep ticking over
Before you know it, parent a parent

And we go back to where we came from
Like those before and those to come
And know its the ever and the more
And again and again and again.

Paul Weller - That Dangerous Age (2012)

Arctic Monkeys - R U Mine? (2012)

I’m a puppet on a string
Tracy island, time-traveling diamond
Coulda shaped heartaches
Come to find ya fall in some velvet morning
Years too late
She’s a silver lining lone ranger riding
Through an open space
In my mind when she’s not right there beside me
I go crazy cause here isn’t where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can’t help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is “Are you mine?”
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?

I guess what I’m trying to say is I need the deep end
Keep imagining meeting, wished away entire lifetimes
Unfair we’re not somewhere misbehaving for days
Great escape lost track of time and space
She’s a silver lining climbing on my desire
And I go crazy cause here isn’t where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can’t help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is “Are you mine?”
Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?

And the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways
So in case I’m mistaken,
I just wanna hear you say you got me baby
Are you mine?
She’s a silver lining lone ranger riding through an open space
In my mind when she’s not right there beside me
And I go crazy cause here isn’t where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can’t help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is “Are you mine?”
Well are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?

Lucio Dalla - Caruso (1986)

Qui dove il mare luccica
e tira forte il vento
su una vecchia terrazza davanti al golfo di Sorrento
un uomo abbraccia una ragazza
dopo che aveva pianto
poi si schiarisce la voce e ricomincia il canto:

Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
che scioglie il sangue dint' e' vene sai...

Vide le luci in mezzo al mare
pensò alle notti la in America
ma erano solo le lampare
e la bianca scia di un'elica
sentì il dolore nella musica
si alzò dal Pianoforte
ma quando vide la luna uscire da una nuvola
gli sembrò più dolce anche la morte
Guardò negli occhi la ragazza
quegli occhi verdi come il mare
poi all'improvviso uscì una lacrima
e lui credette di affogare.

Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
e scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

Potenza della lirica
dove ogni dramma e' un falso
che con un po' di trucco e con la mimica
puoi diventare un altro
Ma due occhi che ti guardano
così vicini e veri
ti fanno scordare le parole
confondono i pensieri.

Così diventò tutto piccolo
anche le notti la in America
ti volti e vedi la tua vita
come la scia di un'elica.

Ah si, e' la vita che finisce
ma lui non ci pensò poi tanto
anzi si sentiva felice
e ricominciò il suo canto:

Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai... Te voglio bene assai
ma tanto tanto bene sai
e' una catena ormai
che scioglie il sangue dint'e vene sai...

(Here, where the sea shines
and the wind howls,
on the old terrace beside the gulf of Sorrento,
a man embraces a girl
he wept after,
then clears his throat and continues the song:

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know;
it is a chain by now
that melts the blood inside the veins, you know…

He saw the lights out on the sea,
thought of the nights there in America,
but they were only the fishermen’s lamps
and the white wash astern.
He felt the pain in the music
and stood up from the piano,
but when he saw the moon emerging from a cloud
death also seemed sweeter to him.
He looked the girl in the eyes,
those eyes as green as the sea.
Then suddenly a tear fell
and he believed he was drowning.

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know,
it is a chain by now
that melts the blood inside the vein you know…

The power of opera,
where every drama is a hoax;
with a little make-up and with mime
you can become someone else.
But two eyes that look at you,
so close and real,
make you forget the words,
confuse your thoughts, So everything became small,
also the nights there in America.
You turn and see your life
through the white wash astern.
But, yes, it is life that ends
and he did not think so much about it
on the contrary, he already felt happy
and continued his song:

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know,
it is a chain by now
that melts the blood inside the veins, you know…

I love you very much,
very, very much, you know,
it is a chain by now
that melts the blood inside the veins, you know)