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i'll meet the raging of the skies but not an angry father;

speaking of fun, y'all...

i'm a late bloomer in the vampire weekend fandom, which means i've only recently heard their last album, released last year, father of the bride...

in any case, through an internet rabbit-hole which begun with alice seeking acoustic versions of vampire weekend, she was thus led to an ezra-koenig-of-vw-only acoustic set, in which ezra plays several songs off fotb by himself while in japan, and from which we discover that vw has always released bonus tracks in the japanese versions of their album...

which brings us HERE: 


yes, that's jude law reciting thomas campbell's Lord Ullin's Daughter with the absolutely gorgeous piano version of "big blue" in the background.

this is probably something you didn't know you needed; i understand. i didn't think i did either. 

but listen to those arbitrary quacks...the roars of the raging seas...the tempestuous thunderstorms...AND JUDE LAW RECITING POETRY, and vampire weekend releasing it as a TRACK off their MUSIC album, and how the content of the poem itself ties together the whole theme of the album brilliantly, which is FATHER OF THE BRIDE. 

in the same way that only the 90s could've pulled off the music video for "misery" by the moffatts, only vampire weekend could've pulled something like this off. 

my inner english major self is geeking out.

also, wow. what a tragic poem. makes one want to ask, what is so poetic about death? (that may be a topic for another day).

if you've lived under a rock for the past 10 years like me and have never heard of vampire weekend til today, this may not be your best introduction. check out "step" first. some might go with "a-punk" or "oxford comma" or "mansard roof", but..."step" grabbed me with the first line, and refused to let go for weeks afterwards. 

go wild.


Comments

  1. Vampires??? Um nope.
    But you recommended it.
    But then you're also not using capitalization.
    Only you ...

    I will listen.

    ... ok not so bad ;p May have to give it some time, still ;D

    MB: keturahskorner.blogspot.com
    PB: thegirlwhodoesntexist.com

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    1. i really appreciate you taking the time to listen to such a strange song suggestion :P

      also, they have nothing to do with vampires. well..."The band chose the name 'Vampire Weekend' from the title of a short film project (lead singer) Koenig worked on during the summer between freshman and sophomore years in college." i believe the film was about vampires, but that's about the extent of the vampire association.

      also, WHAT DO YOU HAVE AGAINST MINUSCULES?!

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