one of the tracks that sticks out tv on the radio's new Dear Science album is the song Shout Me Out: its incredibly simple structure wise. its got the same 'not much above the 5th' kind of base that makes for a good song until the dual guitar solos kill you with their ease of rage. here are the lyrics=
Storm, cast me out.
So I can feel it in another way.
won't talk about.
Warm passenger's high.
If I could feed it for another day.
It might run me dry.
I know the season's evolved to a freeze.
Putting hearts in the balance here.
It's up to your knees and it's shifting degrees and it's choking your atmosphere.
Storm, wind me out.
So I can feel it in another way.
They won't talk about worn masochist's sigh.
A distant figure in a photograph.
Another eye.
I know your reason is stalled.
And your freedoms dissolved.
In your passion dear, It's burning your eyes and it's.
Killing your mind.
And it's broken your atmosphere.
But should you find it. Obscene in that grey.
Old dramatics hear a young heart say.
Lord if you've got lungs.
C'mon shout me out.
I know the freeze has unthawed.
And it's putting your love into.
Action dear.
It's off in the breeze and it's shifting degrees.
And it's opened your atmosphere.
So should you decide
it's obscene in that grey.
Old dramatics hear a young heart say.
Lord if you've got lungs.
C'mon shout me out.
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and if you have the time, for me, drop an email to one of the people that vote for you and tell them to vote for barack obama on tuesday. i only ask you, the citizen voter, because once again, your vote doesnt mean that much in the greater scheme of things and if you are lucky enough to know an electoral voter you are either cool or dont punch enough people in the gut.
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