Los Campesinos! - What Death Leaves Behind

昨天小農夫將第五張專輯的第一支單曲，What Death Leaves Behind，放到了soundcloud上提供大家免費下載，還附上了第五張專輯的詳細曲目(好傷心只有九首歌)

FOR FLOTSAM
WHAT DEATH LEAVES BEHIND
A PORTRAIT OF THE TREQUARTISTA AS A YOUNG MAN CEMETERY GAITS
GLUE ME
AS LUCERNE / THE LOW
AVOCADO, BABY
LET IT SPILL
THE TIME BEFORE THE LAST TIME
SELLING ROPE (SWAN DIVE TO ESTUARY)

不管如何，這首歌還可以看的出來小農夫正往另一個方向前進著，比起一開始前三張專輯的神經質與喋喋不休，現在更重視在歌曲氛圍和歌詞意涵的營造。



I was the first match struck at the first cremation, you are my shallow grave, I'll tend you as a sexton
If you're the casket door that's being slammed upon me, I'll be a plague cross painted on your naked body
Well summer sighed and summoned up hail. Dirty in dish rack drips the holy grail
May be heartslob but I want 'em to know, cut and shut us like a portmanteau
We sit around jus' spitballin', all the witches cackle round my cauldron
Recognise the lies from my poker tongue (is it true...?)
They say you and me are tautology
What grows from the seeds
Can you quite believe?
Through cracks come the weeds
Long time listener, first time caller
No need to remind me
What death leaves behind me


Why must I lie awake, from dusk until the morning, through fear of bein' impaled upon errant mattress spring?
Within a waking dream I finally made my heel turn, lived life as Super 8 when you were promised Hilton
Propose me as a pardon for sins, led on barbecue I'm burnt offerings
I proof-read the Book of Job for the Lord: edit one, League Cup 2004
We, delicate as a filigree, cleared a place for us in the chicory
Colosseum blood will dry in the sun (is it true...?)
We tread it carefully, we feel around in kid-gloves
What death is leaving behind, death leaves behind love
We will flower again, I have surely seen it
We will flower again


非常期待十月份新專輯的來到!