Lyric Riffs

Aug 8, 2014

Got my name in the news saying things I ain’t do/Side chick never, mistress who/Y’all misinformed, got it misconstrued/Be a lonely chick before I be a number 2

from Sorry Ms. Carter lyrics by LIV

There’s no sense in admitting to something you didn’t do, but that doesn’t stop some people from capitalizing in every way possible – especially with the names involved. It’s clear that no one knew what the hell they were doing here, it’s just a tragedy that Outkast had to be dragged into all this.

Aug 7, 2014

My little grasshopper airplane/Cannot fly very high/I find you so far from my side/I’m lost in my own green light

from Lost in the Paradise lyrics by Caetano Veloso

It’s all nonsense, a smattering of words that seems like it were run through Google translate. Still, its bread-and-butter is in the cool, slightly crazy vibe, which includes flirty woodwinds, playful acoustics and silly orchestrations – all of which culminate into one giant psychedelic explosion.

Aug 7, 2014

Going down a dirty inner city side road/I plotted/Madness passed me by, she smiled hi/I nodded/Looked up as the sky began to cry/She shot it

from Inner City Blues lyrics by Rodriguez

Motivated by the likes of Bob Dylan but inspired by his own turbulent life, a wandering minstrel offers up an uncensored account of hardship and adversity. It’s an American tale lost upon a whole generation of singer-songwriters and fans. A working class anthem that anyone can raise their fist to.

Aug 7, 2014

Can’t depend, on no-one else/Comin’ up the hard way I’ve got to save myself/Must be Hercules/I must be Hercules

from Hercules lyrics by Aaron Neville

Aaron Neville and his mole know all too well what it’s like to try and survive in the hood. There’s snakes lurking around every corner looking to run their con. Just to get by one would have to be as heroic as Hercules. It’s the cold hard truth and he rides a raucous bass line all the way to it.

Aug 6, 2014

Don’t know what to do, and all I can do is be me/And, when you want that real, you gon’ see me/I did it everybody else way, I’m back to doin’ me

from Doin Me lyrics by Trinidad James

No full-length, yet he has the disposition of a multi-platinum superstar. Post Def Jam he’s even more bloated, convinced that his look and persona will trump an egregiously overused rap cliche. Forget the limp beat, remember the name as to steer clear when or if he ever decides to release an album.

Aug 6, 2014

Like a rock, afloat/Sweating conversations, seeping to my bones/Four walls are not enough,/I’ll take a dip into/The unknown, the unknown

from Happy Little Pill lyrics by Troye Sivan

The kind of highly polished cautionary tale that may actually end up promoting the problem rather than preventing it. Clearly a stab at drug culture, but the opulent sounds that fall from its crevice are tailor-made for the type of lifestyle he’s fighting against. Good intent, but incredibly naive.

Aug 5, 2014

From your New York kiss/Mmm, your New York kiss/Now it’s just another place/A place your memory owns

from New York Kiss lyrics by Spoon

Something so sweet and dramatic about a New York kiss like it were a Shangri-La made just for that sole purpose. It’s a dramatic note to exit on but a feeling that they’re able to package and deliver. The blend of raw acoustics and edgy electronic touches strike the right type of balance to exit on.

Aug 5, 2014

You’re gonna take another chunk of me with you when you go/Go ahead and take another chunk of me, yeah, just go/Mmhmm, just go

from Let Me Be Mine lyrics by Spoon

If there was any doubt as to what drives the album consider the matter closed. At this point it seems like for Spoon all that they saw at one point were hands of all sizes, colors and shapes, reaching for them. A bit self-involved but what would an album be without a bit of narcissism. They’ve earned it.

Aug 5, 2014

Well you say that you need me/Like an ocean needs sand/But the way you mistreat me/I just don’t understand

from I Just Don't Understand lyrics by Spoon

Cover songs – not only is it hard to get past the original but throw in the Beatles, who had a firm handle on the fuzz in fuzz rock, then you have an even greater task in front of you. It’s a bit polished, but the off melodies and multiple layers add body, which gives it just enough to stand on its own.

Aug 5, 2014

Educated folk singers want my soul/Jonathon Fisk still wants my soul/I got nothing I want to say to ‘em/They got nothing left that I want

from They Want My Soul lyrics by Spoon

A straightforward title cut that essentially spells it out for you. But that doesn’t mean it’s a throwaway. The Jonathan Fisk character returns, but the twist is that the same guy who that’s based on is now a huge fan. So whether in hate or love he’s still in pursuit of what lies at the heart of Spoon.


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