And speaking of songs that feel like fighting with your girlfriend....It's always nice when this project actually works, when one song bleeds into the next without missing a beat or changing the vibe.
This song feels like a cousin to R.E.M.'s "Belong"...with it's spoken word verses and anthemic chorus, it's hushed but ominous instrumentation. But replacing Stipe's rumination about conformity and lemmings is a story of a failing relationship told in little details (in Paul Smith's adorably thick Geordie accent). Every line is increasingly brutal, the way the chill of the house can't be fought, how he's afraid to touch her leg with his foot as they lay in bed together, the twice repeated "I don't remember losing site of your needs". Jesus, it's like getting kicked in the heart as the guitar comes in and builds to the chorus...the moment when the weight of her expectations just become overwhelming. "I am not an acrobat, I can not perform these tricks for you."
I've been in this relationship and God does it suck.
Good work, limeys.
Shame your second album is so tepid.
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