This is an angst driven tense one, like a nightmare in broad daylight, daydreaming of a less harmonic past. Worrying that things could go wrong in the future with what you care about the most. Regrets sneaking up and moving into your chest. Scared of losing loved ones because you’ve acted wrong. All scattered out in metaphors and scene setting. So it’s more an emotional state of a song than any sort of cohesive story. I tend to like those songs anyway. Stuff I borrowed from my actual own dreams, like the constant one of a summerhouse.
There are references to music of different types. Music as a soundtrack for different scenarios and as a lifeline of safety in an unsafe environment. And an image keeps coming back of walking (barely walking really) drunk all across Manhattan, from Lower East Side to upper west (around 2007?) trying to phone someone. Actually, I might have done that not so sober stroll several times during that era.The bright lights of the big city blinding. Trying to put this into music angular explosive riffs insulting the fretboard, a trashcan thrown in a corridor with reverb on. Very tight connected trio-rocking.
Jazzy groovy psych verses against jangle-pop-chorus. I think the brief to Andreas & Nino was, lets mix Nick Drake and Television. Sounds nothing like it of course but one gets the picture.
Credits:
Release: 2023-04-04 (April, 4, 2023)
© & ℗: 2023 SunYears Yep Roc, LLC
Peter Morén: Lead vocals, electric & acoustic guitars, trashcan
Andreas Nordell: Bass, harmony vocals
Nino Keller: Drums, percussion
Recorded by Ruben Engzell, Studio Skutan, Sthlm
Lyrics:
I see a beach house by the sea
A private island you and me
A ferry boat just passing by
Go climb a mountain, touch the sky
Chet Baker, Dusty and The Byrds
All the most glorious noises you’ll ever heard
I close my eyes and count to ten
And wish they all came back again
And you… you’re slipping away from me
Yeah you… you’re slipping away from me
I’m up in the blue trying deciphering you
But not breaking through
And you… you’re slipping away from me
Road-tested warriors, tried and true
No matter what would follow through
I see you gracefully grow old
Picture myself so proud, still bold
What if it all was make-believe?
Ways of avoiding getting stuck knee-deep?
A lack of love turned into trust?
A die-hard bond, “you should, you must”
And you… you’re slipping away from me
Yeah you… you’re slipping away from me
I’m up in the blue trying deciphering you
But not breaking through
Yeah you… you’re slipping away from me
I listen for the nighttime sounds
Of doo-wop-quartets in bright city lights
Reach out and touch me, I’m still here
I see your face but you’re nowhere!
Ooo… you’re slipping away from me
Yeah you… you’re slipping away from me
I follow your lead but the path isn’t clear
Hand in hand with my fear
Yeah you… you’re slipping away from me
