One day when I was sweeping, It seemed like there was more dust on the broom than on the floor.
I’ll buy the line
All I desire
Animal style
I’ll take what’s mine
I have no reason to stand tall
Or to have a will at all
I’ve got enough/I haven’t got enough.
Alternate times
I’ll take charge
The marble tile
It’s my one weakness
I have my reasons to stand tall
but I still take the fall
I’ve got enough/I haven’t got enough.
Are they signs? Are they words of fiction or my state of mind?
I’ll defy the short term fashions we left behind.
Are they signs? Are they what we’ve heard so long that they seem right?
I’ll define all the ugly fictions that live to undermine
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A truly stunning album that mentally transports you to foggy early morning streets, the pavement wet from recent rains. Dreary, but in a comforting way. Like sitting next to a window during a rainstorm, listening to the drops hit the glass while remaining warm. Never fails to make me feel safe. Crow Yo
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Like so many others, this came like a bolt out of the blue and, even though it's well before payday, I had to have this astonishing album on vinyl to prove it exists. The feel of the tunes makes me feel like the Impressions do, Curtis Mayfield, the big spaces and instinctive horns and stuff drifting in and out. Great grooves and I can see lots of ghosts nodding along to this with big smiles on their faces. At last! Anthony Cottrell
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Alvvays has always been great, but with this album they took it to the next level. Every one of these songs is lodged in my brain now, permanently (in a good way). s. moxley