the national, fake empire

A minha mais recente descoberta, The National. Estiveram recentemente em Portugal. Produzem um chamado, rock melancólico, dentro das influências de Tindersticks, Walkabouts, Lambchop. Aproveito para deixar aqui a letra da primeira música do album Boxer (2007) e um excerto do documentário A Skin, A Night de Vincent Moon.

Fake Empire
Stay out super late tonight picking apples, making pies
put a little something in our lemonade and take it with us
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Tiptoe through our shiny city with our diamond slippers on
Do our gay ballet on ice
bluebirds on our shoulders
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire

Turn the light out say goodnight
no thinking for a little while
lets not try to figure out everything it wants
It’s hard to keep track of you falling through the sky
we’re half-awake in a fake empire
we’re half-awake in a fake empire