After sitting here for awhile, reading music blogs best of the year lists. I started wondering what actually was the best song of this year. After listening to loads of music that came out this year, and trying not to list Deerhunter again as a favorite. I know it's predictable, but honestly there's no way "He Would Have Laughed" isn't the best song of the year. This is Bradford's song for the late Jay Reatard. I've listened to it with friends trying to decipher exactly how it relates to Jimmy Lee Lindsay Jr. Then you realize there's no point in trying to de-mystify it. The whole song could just be an inside joke between Bradford and Jay, and I like it that way. Or it could be the song structure...how the last moments of the song are a sort of a blissful ambience, cut tragically short when everything suddenly stops. Much like the end of Jay Reatard's life. Either way there hasn't been a song that made me feel...awww shut the hell, shut your mouth.
Only bored as I get older
Find the ways to (cult)
Cult of time
Only bored as I get older
Find new ways to spend my time
I'm a gold digging man
Find my money, find my land
I'm a gold digging man
I won't rest 'til I buy your land
Sweetness cums suffering
In sweetness comes suffering
I won't rest till I can't breathe
I can't breathe with you looking at me
I get bored as I get older
Can you help me figure this out?
Come on, dream on:
"I lived on a table - I don't know where to go. I know my friends would. . . I know where my friends are now. I lived on a farm, yeah. I never lived on a farm. Where did my friends go? Where did my friends go?"
What do you do when you're sleeping?
Where did you go when you said:
"I don't need nobody on my bond"
Where do your friends go?
Where do they see you?
What did you want to be?
Ahh shut the hell
(shutyourmouth)
Find the ways to (cult)
Cult of time
Only bored as I get older
Find new ways to spend my time
I'm a gold digging man
Find my money, find my land
I'm a gold digging man
I won't rest 'til I buy your land
Sweetness cums suffering
In sweetness comes suffering
I won't rest till I can't breathe
I can't breathe with you looking at me
I get bored as I get older
Can you help me figure this out?
Come on, dream on:
"I lived on a table - I don't know where to go. I know my friends would. . . I know where my friends are now. I lived on a farm, yeah. I never lived on a farm. Where did my friends go? Where did my friends go?"
What do you do when you're sleeping?
Where did you go when you said:
"I don't need nobody on my bond"
Where do your friends go?
Where do they see you?
What did you want to be?
Ahh shut the hell
(shutyourmouth)
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