@wearevansire Género: alternative pop, dream pop.
Recibimos alerta vía @Man_o_Lito de una dupla llamada Vansire. un proyecto musical con sede en Minnesota que el pasado 12 de Junio puso en circulación un single a dos caras que flota.
Encabezado por la pista Metamodernity, que es un término fascinante para la naturaleza actual de los asuntos que nos rodean: sociales, culturales y políticos. Nos presentan una canción exquisita, ambigua. Una canción pop, sensible, que bebe de ancestros como Ariel Pink. Con ese glamour vintage que palpita mediante unas cajas secas y dan paso a Reflection No. 5. Una bruma en el cielo, el cierre de algo que te ha transportado y al que deseas volver.
Vocals/lyrics, Synth, Drums – Josh Augustin
Guitar, Bass – Samuel Winemiller
Guitar, Bass – Samuel Winemiller
lyrics
Next to Hudson Yards
It’s crowded on the weekdays
From April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart
From an E Train
And sing about it in LA
With clouds in the rearview
You start humming along
To the first verse
Of your favorite song
That you quote each day
With the words all wrong
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it’s hard to believe
With every day we’ll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
With agrestic charm
It’s humid in the Midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky
From the wildfires
Which mantle the horizon line
From the outset
It’s been hard to tell
Why I’d feel this down
When it all bodes well
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it’s hard to believe
With every day we’ll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
It’s crowded on the weekdays
From April to May
Parse apart a troubled heart
From an E Train
And sing about it in LA
With clouds in the rearview
You start humming along
To the first verse
Of your favorite song
That you quote each day
With the words all wrong
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it’s hard to believe
With every day we’ll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
With agrestic charm
It’s humid in the Midwest
From June to July
All beneath a pinkish sky
From the wildfires
Which mantle the horizon line
From the outset
It’s been hard to tell
Why I’d feel this down
When it all bodes well
So call me when the world looks bleak
I love you but it’s hard to believe
With every day we’ll start to see
The rest is metamodernity
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